My sister closed on a new house yesterday... should be cause for celebration of some sort, even in light of the family events recently. Good news would be a welcome break. But there is no celebration... no discussion... not even a notification of the address.
Many of my sisters have made comments over the years that they feel isolated from the others. Yet we have been part of the same sisterhood since our birth. We are from the same mother and father... we are connected! Our memories from childhood are interrelated. I recall when each of the younger ones came home from the hospital. The excitement from the rest of us was true and pure love.
When we get together it is the composite of memories.... one remembers one part, another has another part, and together it is made whole.
And yet, we had been able to laugh and find humor in our everyday sisterness.... "Yams Flambee amd the proper techniques of firefighting" "Let me put away the spaghetti in a baggie" "The calendar by the phone of our little babysitting business" "Mom's Mercury Comet when she didn't have a driver's license" "Knock-Knock.... Goodbye have a nice day!" "Counting off for milk"
There really is no Isolation in Sisterness... because we ARE sisters!
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