Saturday, August 11, 2012
Some sisters grow up together, side by side. Some sisters have the privilege of being twins, never knowing "apart". My sister and I have had to be deliberate about our friendship. She is eight and a half years my junior, and, as you can imagine, when she was finally old enough to play I had moved on. When she was going through her tumultuous teen years I was married, having children in quick succession, and living a continent away. Then she went to college, after which she came to live with us for several months. She was 20 and I was nearing 30. Now it's her that's in her late 20s and darn if we still do not share life's circumstances. God just did not ordain that we would go through the same things at the same time like some sisters are blessed to do. But throughout life, our hearts have been intertwined. Sisterhood is biological, but friendship is a choice. Like a stubborn little root that has taken hold in each of us, our friendship has developed almost in spite of things. Separate countries? No problem. Separate coasts? So what! Large difference in ages? Army, Air Force, children, career? Our lives could not be more different, and it just doesn't matter. My sister is special to me, and there is a part of my heart that only she can fill. Today I celebrate her, my little sister. Happy Birthday month, Honey!