I just spent a wonderful day with my sister. Spa, lunch and enjoying Spring. I remember the day she came home from the hospital wrapped in a soft pink blanket, and I adored her! That adoration turned to annoyance as she got older and it was obvious that my parents let her get away with anything. Course it didn't help that she was always sweet and good, so NEVER got or needed a spanking or much discipline. I, as the older sister, took it upon myself to keep her in line. Maybe with a smack of the hair brush or whatever was handy. Our brother was also skilled in enforcing conforming behavior in both of us. In general, we enjoyed driving each other nuts!
I think that I developed new appreciation for her when she got to high school and I discovered that she was truly a kind hearted, warm person, in-spite of all our past sibling rivalry. Through the years, regardless of our age differences and geographical locations we have shared pain and joys, laughed and cried together and supported each other through life altering events.
My sister is a gift to my heart, a friend to my spirit, a golden thread to the meaning of life.
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Ahhh...so sweet. I hope your sis reads this? You two are fortunate to have and appreciate eachother now, in the moment. In the end, 'love' is the one true thing we have.
BTW -- I love you too! xo
Wow, sister! I'm sniffling and wiping my tears! What a beautiful tribute! It is such a gift to have you in my life. God knew we needed each other!
BTW--The foot massage was incredible!!! Got to do that again some time!
You have inspired me to honor my sisters this way too!!!! Thanks for helping me remember what a gift I have in them.
A quote from one of the wisest men I've read....
"...if you have not love, you have nothing."
I got three of the damn things.
All younger
Love um all too death.
One's like a brother too me
So many questions.
Thanks mucho for the interest.
Dogs And Love are still in the old country.
Happy, healthy and hopefully missing me as much as I miss them.
All will be revealed in future blogs, with the exceptions of personal issues.
Trust me, at my age any attachments with regards to my intimate interludes, would only serve to bring on sensations of quezzy discomfort.
Suffice to say that, I'm not even comforatable with leaving the lights on anymore.
Besides I don't think the dogs would approve of my sharing of details.
The whole kiss and tell thing ya know.
As for the publishing thing, I am being published in a Mexican magazine for Gringos out of the Lake Chapala area, on a semi reular basis.
The ever supportive Cowgirl refers to said publication as...And I Quote...
"That Porno Rag"...End Quote...
God Bless Her
Post soon
Chow for now
BOBOJOJOS
YAWN...
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