This is the post I’ve put off until the last minute to write. This is one I want to get right. There’s too much to say – 40+ years of history together sees to that.
The hard part is to know where to start and when to stop. Sisterhood is tricky. We throw that word around for groups of friends and kindred spirits we meet as we journey through life.
Sharing a bathroom, jeans, your parents’ attention, DNA – those are some of the things that for better or for worse make sisterhood. (Yeah, I know the DNA thing isn’t an absolute requirement.)
Many times, for seasons or years, there may even be more worse than better and hopefully you outgrow it like we have. But there is always a deep love, even if it’s unspoken and covered with angry words and the occasional fight. Even when things are tense – YOU DON’T MESS WITH MY SISTER!
Jennifer even has her whole page here. What you’ll not read is her amazing work ethic, loyalty, creativity and fierce love for family. Her husband and daughters are blessed and a blessing. My son thinks his aunt is the best. She has a special nickname for him and he reserves his trademark “kitty cat kisses” for her.
We recently got to spend a weekend together being tourists in DC. There is never enough time to just hang out.
My memory is full to the brim of bad movies, beach vacations, church, family gatherings. You’ll have to trust me when I say that you really should be jealous that Jennifer is not your sister.
Did I mention that she is a killer gift-giver and can guess anything wrapped in any box? It’s crazy, but just another thing that makes her who she is. I am truly the blessed one!