I have two sisters in my life. They are not actual siblings but they are my blood, sweat and tears. The blood is family, the sweat is big laughter and then there are our tears that we know, between us, can run freely and safely.
My daughters are the next generation of sisters and in such brief time, have generated much blood sweat and tears between the three of them; sometimes caused by one another..
My sisters are amazing and they inspire me everyday. Their voices are soothing, healing, loving and true. Sometimes their voices are busy and full and others, they are plain and without much to say. Sometimes, their voices are filled with a void and that is when I know they might just need me on the receiving end. To just be whatever it is that they need me to be. No judgement, no criticism, just unconditional support and sisterhood.
My sisters know that I love them. I love every quirky and cool piece of what makes them special and unique and searching in this world. I too am right there with them searching..... wondering.... We must be related for we are all one in the same, but carrying out such different journeys. Some might want to compare one to the other - as people compare siblings, naturally - but we are not to be compared. Not until you spend some time in our individual shoes. We are as much different as we are the same.
The sameness allows us to be a safe place for one another. We've got each others' backs and backsides when we fall on our faces (as we do...... regularly).
The differences that are our lives are pretty neat too. There is no upping the other when it comes to dramatics - we are all equally high maintenance.
So here is to my sisters: Thank you for walking with me now, last week, and as we move forward into the great unknown. We all walk with our childrens' hands in ours now. We are mother sisters now. But we are still the same girls that we've always been. I will walk with you as we walk onward. I promise you. We know that there is an end far far away and that we - being us - are going to pull up our boots/ stilettos / sneakers and strut onwards and make the most of the long long windy road ahead. Come what may, we'll take it. And we are never alone.
