Prompt 8, Slow and Steady
"Our siblings. They resemble us just enough to make all their differences confusing, and no matter what we choose to make of this, we are cast in relation to them our whole lives long." ~Susan Scarf Merrell
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If life was a race- and her sister had certainly sped through life like it was- Jordan wasn't exactly sure how it was won, because how do you win something everyone eventually loses to death, anyway?
If the aim was simply to get there first, what was the point of all the accomplishments Jordan had achieved? The things, people and experiences Rachel would never have- graduating high school, then college, grad school, a career, marriage, children; all accomplished gradually with extreme amounts of time, effort, lack of sleep, blood, sweat, and tears on her part- but still everyone only remembered her sister.
But maybe they didn't, she mused, as she watched her six-year-old daughter turn (again) and make sure Jordan was still watching as she painstakingly swung herself back and forth from one end of the monkey bars to the other. Maybe you didn't have to become everyone's hero quickly to "win," maybe you could just be one person's eventually- or maybe it wasn't ever about winning at all.
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A/N- Because I don't see Jordan angsting about Rachel forever- but she's not going to forget her, either.