I posted this on my personal fb page a couple of months back. Want to share it with all of you as well.
Whilst growing up there are very few times you actually connect and a lot more times when you feel like literally strangling them. Then as you grow older life experiences brings you on the same level and you find that you connect so much deeper than you ever thought possible. It is a humbling experience.
You cry and rage with them through their dark times. Through bad choices and mistakes made. Through their hearts breaking and souls crying, and you would happily take the cares from their shoulders and throw the person responsible for their tears with a brick in the face.
You laugh with them and your chest swell with joy watching them marry their soul mates and finding true love at last. This time you cry tears of joy watching them become mothers and lovingly cradle their babies.
You learn with the years that you are different in so many ways but that your bond can never be broken or lessen because of them. You learn that your opinions and views differ on so many levels and that you can discuss these issues with respect and end up loving them even more because of them.
You realize as you grow older that you rely on your sisters each and every day. They support you and carry you. Sometimes with a call or a simple one liner message. When tragedy strikes they are there with an ear to listen,joke or two,maybe a swear word (or dozen) thrown into the mix and a prayer when they lay down their heads.
I am richer for my sisters in so many ways. They complete me where I am lacking. They are my best friends.
There is a pressing need to let them know how much they mean to me. Life is so short.
I love you guys to the moon and back. I wouldn’t trade you for anything.
Here is to my sisters.