Today we four sisters live miles - - states & countries - - apart. Yet proximity is not an issue. Funny how easy it is to remain connected when one purposes to do so.
Two weeks from today we four shall gather in Arizona where #2 sister, Barbara resides. #3 sister, Carol will make her way from Mexico, while #1 sister, Dolores & I (forever #4, the baby) fly the friendly skies from here in WA State to join them. For the better part of a week we will do what sisters do, at least these sisters - seize the opportunity to fortify bonds, checking for ourselves those frays or tatters that occupied our mother. We will laugh & chatter, pour over God's word together, shop, munch & make memories. It is to honor each other, but to honor mother & daddy too. They would be proud.
So am I.
Sisters are different flowers
from the same garden.
She is your mirror, shining back at you
with a world of possibilities.
She is your witness, who sees you at your worst
and best, and loves you anyway.
She is your partner in crime,
your midnight companion, someone who knows
when you are smiling, even in the dark.
She is your teacher, your defense attorney,
your personal press agent, even your shrink.
Some days, she's the reason you
wish you were an only child.