My Sisters

These are my sisters.

 

They share so many things with me.

 

It's not JUST because we are family.

 

We are also sisters in Christ.

 

We are wives.

 

We are mothers.

 

We are women with dreams and goals.

 

We are silly.

 

We are strong.

 

We are tender.

 

We are passionate.

 

We are best friends.

 

 When Rock Star got so sick that she had to be admitted to the ICU, my whole world came to a stop.  All the little things around me just didn't matter anymore.

 

My sister was sick.

 

Her children were without her.

 

Her baby was without his Momma and his milk.

 

She was in pain physically but even more than that emotionally.

 

She was like a Momma Bear whose Cub had been taken from her.

 

There are so many things to tell but I will let you read them in her words.

 

Pop and Grammy literally moved in to take care of everyone.

 

From this sisters perspective it was terrifying.

 

Honestly, it is every moms worst nightmare to be unable to care for her children.

 

When Rock Star came home her heart was so full and happy but her body was exhausted.

 

She was so weak that blow drying her hair was out of the question.

 

I was over there one night and she asked if I would do it for her.

 

It was my privilege.

 

This time I got to serve.

 

That is the beauty of these precious women in my life.

 

When it is my turn to need them.

 

They will step in.

 

They will serve.

 

They will take over.

 

They will love.

 

They are my sisters.

 

I am so blessed.