“Sisters are Forever…

…and I’m so glad your mine.”

I remember that my mom had a mug with that phrase on it. It had flowers painted on it. Over the years a huge piece ended up breaking off and getting glued back on. In fact, I think it is probably still mixed in with her collection of coffee mugs to this day. I never really understood the significance of it. At the time, I was young and couldn’t stand my sisters. (The feeling was pretty mutual..)

Here I am, 27 years old with three little girls of my own. They love talking about being sisters and telling people that “THAT is MY sister!” I am a grown woman, and would give just about anything to be with my sisters. I miss them something fierce. Over the winter, I start going numb to missing family. It’s impossible to travel when the weather is crazy and snowing or icing all of the time. My heart hurts in December. Then, January, February, and March roll through. That pain starts to numb and I feel like I should just give up because I am never going to get to see them again. Once we start to thaw, we make a trip to see family and that pain comes shooting back. As soon as we leave, I am a mess of tears. Living away from family is hard.

I got to spend several days last week with my younger sister. She is due on SUNDAY with her second boy, and her husband works a lot. So, I wanted to keep her company and help her out. I don’t think she realizes how much she helped me. I have been struggling here lately with many things that don’t need to be written on here. She knows this. She knows my heart. Just spending time with her being silly, playing games, and talking like nothing has changed was so good for my soul. Plus, her son is absurdly adorable and loved on Harper the whole time. We cooked and mopped up the flooded laundry room and pet Lyna. We drove through this beautiful neighborhood with amazing homes.

It was super rainy outside every day. But, it was mostly the kind that is really relaxing to listen to. The first night there was a big storm with strobe light lightening. It was NUTS!!! We had ice cream.. mine was dairy free. Ya’ll, they have an ice cream place within walking distance that has gluten and dairy free ice cream for CHEAP! I was in heaven. Her husband was able to get off early and have games canceled due to rain, so I even saw him quite a bit.

Cousins are awesome. Harper may have disagreed until the last day, but “CJ” is going to be an awesome big brother. He was always loving on her and would rub her back if she cried. That happened to be any time he came near her. I don’t get it. I think maybe if he had pushed her over she would have felt like he was ok. That’s what she is used to at our house.

Anyway, I miss my sisters a lot. I miss living close enough to home where a weekend trip was possible.

I had intentions of driving down to where my parents and older sister live so that I could have dinner with them. Amanda would have been invited, too, but traveling at any stage of pregnancy is painful, so I’m not sure that she would have wanted to. *wink* My van started trying to stall when we would drive anywhere. Or, just sitting in the drive thru of sonic waiting for our vanilla coke and atomic lemon slush. Hey, Amanda, ATOMIC lemon was no joke, was it?! ha!

Instead of driving to MTZ on Friday evening, I took my van to the shop on Friday morning and it spent the day there getting worked on. My parents were able to drive up and see us for a couple of hours. And, they bought more dairy free ice cream.

It was such a great time, and I wish I could rewind and go back. I miss her a lot already. I miss my family a lot. My brother-in-law came into town yesterday and left this morning. I think Scott is pretty happy to have been able to get a visit in also.

Oh my goodness! I just googled to see if I could find a picture of the mug. Here it is!!!!!