When I was a child, growing up with my brother who is twenty-two months younger than I, I longed for a sister.  I often wondered how I would feel or what I would do if I could have that blessing.  Because of some health challenges and infertility, my mother did not conceive again until I was almost eleven years old.  I was overjoyed when I found out the baby Mom was having was a girl!!!  A few years following, we were again blessed with another baby girl to enter our home.  I loved having little sisters to dress up, fix hair, and dance with around our empty living room.

As of late, though I am many years older, I continue to be overjoyed that I have sisters.  My family has grown in ways I could not have imagined as a child; I have my two sisters, my sisters-in-law, my daughters and mothers who I count as sisters, and my many friends who are also my sisters.  This sisterhood that we share has blessed my life in myriad ways lately.  My sisters share their thoughts with me, their pumpkin bread, their smiles, their meals, their cleaning skills, their strength of character, their challenges, and their joys.  As we laugh together and weep together, we are bound by unbreakable ties.

 I ponder the sisters I have as neighbors, as ladies in the grocery store who stop to admire my children, and as kind women who touch me with their gentle smiles.  I feel a sisterhood no matter the color of skin, the religious background, the education, the social position, or the economic condition my sisters share.  They are my sisters.  You are my sister.  Thank you for being who you are.  I am grateful for you.

Tags: Friendship, Love, Sister, Sisterhood

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