Two. Plus. One.
Sisters. Friends. Treasures.
I count it blessing that God saw fit to grant me two beautiful sisters. There are but 2 1/2 years that separate us, but I remember the day well. I spent the day at Grammy & Grandpie’s house while we anxiously awaited a phone call from the hospital. (Remember those days? Before play-by-play facebook status updates. Before routine ultrasounds. Before…)

In the end, it worked out. I had two sisters to love and laugh with, tickle and torture, and we would share the wonder of life together.

Today we may be separated by distance (albeit less distance than other times of our lives), yet we are bound in heart and in spirit. My greatest wish is for my three little lovelies to embrace the strength, sincerity, and support of sisterhood.
“Lord, help the mister, who comes between me and my sister…”
Pink marshmallows, boogy men, our beautiful sheet-bed canopies, lies that aren't lies till the next day, our fun tape recordings, butt busters, and I see big things!!… I won't say life was always simple… Especially for our parents… But life was prefect having sisters like you two. Loved you!!!
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