Sisterhood

Oh my goodness! We don't have the same mom, or even the same dad, but my BFF of 30+ years is the closest thing to a sister I've ever had. Earlier tonight I logged on to Facebook to the sweetest, heartwarming, message from her and I had to share.

Dear Friend,

This is my promise of sisterhood.

You are allowed bad moods, bad days, and bad seasons.  I will not judge you by your vent sesh and I know you won’t judge me by mine.

I will tell you when there’s stuff in your teeth and that your beard hair is sprouting again.

When hard things swallow you up you can borrow my faith, because someday soon I will need to borrow yours.

I will embrace your differences. I might not be wired the same way as you, but loving you means loving all of you. You might drink tea, I drink coffee. You might homeschool, I do public. You might organize your cupboards, I do the stuff and slam. It doesn’t matter how we are different, we don’t need to be the same to be besties.

I will never use you or take advantage of you.

I will not gossip about you and I will always stand up for you even when you aren’t there.

I will scream and shout and holler at your successes because I am your biggest fan and celebrating you is my joy.

I will sit with you and hold space for you when you suffer losses, there’s nowhere I want to be than right there with you.

I will make time for you even when I don’t have any. It might not be much in some seasons, but I will carve out what I can.

I will not give up on you and I won’t give up on us. I’m here for the long haul sister, kinda like silly putty in your hair, but better.

You’re the bacon to my egg and the avocado to my toast.

Sister I am with you.

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