Do you have a sister?
Mine lives about an hour away from me. We were able to spend the day together yesterday, and that was a lot of fun. Jeanine is six years younger than me. As children, we always shared a room. We both remember lying in our twin beds at night, holding hands across the gap between us and singing songs. (She went on to become a very good singer. Must be because of all the training I gave her!)
Another memory that stands out in my mind is of when Mom and Dad gave me a brand-new bedroom set for my birthday when I was 15 or 16. Imagine my shock when I walked into my shared bedroom one day and realized my dear sister had scratched a VERY naughty word into the front of my desk! To this day, she has no idea why she did it. Her woodworking ability stayed with me for years, even after I got married. There was always fear in my heart that when our pastor or Sunday School teacher would come over to visit, the sunlight would illumine that offending word!
Now Jeanine and I are both adults. Not only that, but we're both grandparents! (When did THAT happen?!) Our conversations are filled with cute stories about our grandkids, how things are going with our families, self-disclosure, and challenges we're facing. She's a big supporter of my writing life.
So today I wish for you a special time with your sister. Maybe through a phone call or email if she's not close enough to visit. Reminisce about your life together. Plan to build new memories in the future. If you don't have an actual blood sister, ask the Lord to bring someone into your life who can fill that void. My mother had no sisters, but about 20 years ago she met a woman who slipped into that niche as though she'd been designed for it. And she probably was!
As women, we need other women in our lives. Friends who will walk with us through the bad as well as the good. People to share our tears and our giggles.
Happy Sistering!
2 comments:
Dear Seeeester,
I'm SURE you've got it all wrong! It was your evil twin, not ME!!
I couldn't leave a comment any sooner as when I read this I went into shock, passed out, hit my head on some scratched up, naughty worded desk, and bled to death. Thank God I've been born again years ago so I had this extra life to be able to write you now!
By the way, have I ever told you I enjoyed having you as my seeeester? No? Well, lets keep it that way. :)
Love,
Auntie Depressant
I'm so glad you are alive again, Jeanine! I would have missed you...A LOT.Thanks for being one of the few people who read my blog!
Love,
Your favorite sister
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