My sister and I giggled this afternoon as we hung up our cell phones. The last three phrases out of our mouths before saying goodbye were spoken spontaneously almost in unison, with just about the same inflection of voice as well. The fact that it happened without any foresight made it that much more humorous. Sometimes it is those little connections that warm our hearts with the bonds of family. I long for my girls to experience it as well.
That is why on a night like tonight, as the three of us fold the laundry piled high on the girls’ beds, and the two of them tickle and tease and their laughter spills over into giddy playfulness, I can’t help but smile. Despite all of the times when they fight and are fickle with one another, there are these times … and I hope these will be the ones that they take with them and laughingly reminisce about together long after they've left our nest.
Because friends may come and go … but sisters are forever.