Megan and me at my wedding
My sister and I are tight. Tight enough for our husbands to sometimes wonder where they fall in the ranking. We often reassure them that there is room enough in our hearts for both sisters AND husbands. But I don’t think I realized how naturally we come by that relationship until these last few weeks.
When Uncle John had his stroke it did not take long to figure out just how serious it was. Mom was on a plane within about 24 hours to be with her sister. And through that experience, I have realized just how fierce a love between sisters can be. They got into a rhythm of existence that worked for the circumstances. As Dot thought of things that needed to be done, Mom made lists of those needs. When people brought food, Mom made sure it was food Dot liked. When too many people came to visit, Mom was the “meany” that tried to graciously give them the boot. For these last few weeks, it seems like they have been in sync. At all costs, Mom has done what she could to make this terrible experience at least bearable for Dot.
I think that just happens naturally with sisters, especially Mom and Dot. They think in similar ways. They relieve stress with a hose in hand. Their eyes both disappear when they laugh really hard. They hang their head the same way when they do dishes. They have smile lines in the same place. They are just cut from the same cloth.
Mom and Dot at church on Sunday, watching Andy play.
But Mom comes home today, two days shy of three weeks since she left. And Dot’s precious friends will fill in the gap beautifully. I know they are ready! These friends will remind Dot of her strength, and of all of God’s goodness that will come her way. They will exist with her and help her complete the tasks at hand. They will give her John hugs. They will stand in John’s shoes and finish the front yard landscaping. They will fill an hour here and there when loneliness hits.
I have never been more grateful for tight, historical relationships with family and friends as has I have been this weekend–I have seen first hand, just how precious it is to have a sister and to have friends. God’s grace is evident through both.
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