While sorting through an assortment of greeting cards I collected, I stumbled upon these thoughts put to paper in March 2005.
Lately, I have been thinking a lot about sisters, inspired by the writings of my 80-year-old father, writings of his memories to his six children. I am the youngest of four girls and two boys. While brothers have their importance in a girl’s life, my attention gravitates to sisters and their influence. I have come to realize a closeness that occurs with each of my sisters during different phases of my life. Debby, the oldest of twins, has been my patient encourager; always ready with a word or gesture to give me the boost I need. Pam, the youngest twin, teaches me to find fun and whimsy in life; ever ready with a smile or laugh, she is a reminder not to take myself too seriously. The salve for my hurts is Shelley; with a sensitive heart, she quietly listens and offers gentle words of wisdom born from her own experiences with pain. Four sisters with a bond of closeness that is strengthened or renewed during life experiences. Four sisters who are there for each other offering love and support during each trial and triumph of life. Hebrews 10:24-25