Sisterly Love

I have three sisters. And I love each of them. Each of them are unique, talented, beautiful and extremely supportive. They each have certain qualities that draw me to them during different times in my life.

For example, my oldest sister is great at giving advice. Whether solicited or not, but nonetheless. She is also my only sister who has children. We can swap stories on child rearing and the such. However, she is much more of a traditionalist than I am. Don't get me wrong, I love routine and family holidays and planning but I also love research and incorporating new and creative parenting ideas into my household. For example, the whole issue on education and supplementing have her convinced that I'm a nutball. But that's what works for me, and what I find important.

My youngest sister is still in college. Whenever Chris and I do get a chance to have a night out on the town, she's the one I tell about our experiences in DETAIL. Even if I did have one too many martini's, she doesn't judge. She's also in college. Which means she doesn't have the true sense of the Real World and is not very good at keeping promises or rationalizing about what life will be like in two weeks much less five years.

Nicole, the middle child, is in someways my sole mate. Is that weird? For some reason we just seem to be insync. She takes life seriously, but not too seriously. We hold a lot of the same values and beliefs. Although she lives in a different part of the state and we don't get to spend as much time together any more, when we do, it's like nothing has changed. Part of me wonders if my life would have been more like her's at her age if it wasn't for the fact that I already had a child and was married.

Today, we met for lunch. I had an hour and a half to eat and visit with her. In the beginning, I thought that would be PLENTY. But before I knew it, we had surpassed our allotted time and I was running late getting to my visit. We were having such great conversations about nothing and everything all at once. It was one of those moments that I will cherish. And long for many more like it. It was so great for us to be able to chat and reconnect on a one-on-one basis. Usually, there are so many distractions when we are together (primarily at a family function with my obscenly large family) that we never really get to talk. She's the only one in my family (other than Chris) that I feel that gets me. Who I am now. Who I used to be. And who I am becoming. She loves unconditionally and does not judge.

I love being able to share my wisdom and experiences in life with her. By no means are we living parrallel lives, but for some reason I can always relate to what she's going through. As almost like I've gone through it too. Only, I haven't.

Maybe that's what a bond between a sister is all about. It's at these times that I thank God for blessing Grace and Eva with the gift of sisterhood. And I know deep in my heart, the bond that Nicole and I share will not be diminished. And at some point in my life, I will have the same closeness that I have with her with my other two sisters as well.

Thank you, God, for my sisters.