Almost four weeks ago my very good friend, Meta, was over here for a Saturday barbeque with her family. During dinner her husband choked on some food, coughed really hard, and tore a hole in his esophagus (bad news). He has been in the hospital since then with multiple operations, in and out of the ICU, tubes being placed/taken out/and placed again all over his body. Every time things were looking good an infection cropped up or fluid found a new cavity to fill. Finally, FINALLY, he is doing better, he can walk around, and will come home to see his three children on Friday. We all couldn't be happier.
About half way through this ordeal, Todd (Meta's husband) had a set back after we all thought he was doing better. I drove over to Meta's house to see her before she left for the hospital. At the time her sister was there helping with the children. We stood in her kitchen, I gave her a love, and she told me how upset and disappointed she was with what was happening. Meta has stayed miraculously positive through all of this but the days events were just a bit much and she started to break down. Before I could even react her sister moved toward her, reached out a hand to her face, and kissed her on the forehead.
I watched and thought how glad I was for Meta to have this sister. To have a person who can step in, and hold you up, and carry you if she has to. And more than that, a person who realizes you need this before anyone else. And a person who will do it over and over, without anything in return, because she knows you would do the same for her.
I was glad Meta had this sister. But in the same thought I worried. I worried about what to do when this sister went home; and would the rest of us, all with our own children in tow, be able to fill the void. And then I realized. It's okay. We only needed to get through a few days. Because a few days after Meta's sister went home--my sister showed up. She showed up to help take care of my kids, to help take care of me, and to help take care of my friends.
And when my sister is around, everything is better.
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Isn't tho? Tobi will call me at random times throughout the day, just to say she's bored, then tell me some random story about work or home. She thinks that I am entertaining her while she commutes to work everyday, but really her stories give me an extra laugh, and I can carry on talking to her while I clean my, and shuffle the kids around. Before I know it, my tedious tasks are done, and I can enjoy life. Sharee calls too, but she's pregnant, so lately it's not very fun; emotional barf, cry, barf, cry, barf barf barf. But guess what? At the end of November, she is going to let me hold her baby girl!!!! I am so excited.
I'm so sorry that happened to Meta's family! But amen on the sisters. I have been thinking about how I need to be a better sister to mine. We are in completely different places of life but no one knows you like a sis. I hope everything starts looking up for everyone soon!
Sisters are indeed the greatest thing! Every girl really needs a sister!
How awful. I've never heard of that happening.
I don't have a sister, but count on all you lovely ladies to fill that role for me. You've done it quite well over the years. Just wish you lived closer!
Hi Sweet Girl,
Thank you so much for your lovely comment on "Sisters." It truely is wonderful to have a concerned, compassionate sister, but it is a miraculous, eternal blessing for a mother to have the privilege of enjoying two daugthers here on earth who love and care for one another. You are "pratically perfect in every way" and Laura is our "littlest angel" who makes everything better. I love you both! Mom
Seriously...I'm crying...that is so sweet and I love it! It's amazing how things have worked out over the last month and how everyone has come together and seen such a miracle! I'm so glad your little sis is here too...The two of you are truly amazing. PS-you will always be a sister to me, thank you!
I got a surprise ending in an email from my sister last week...surprised and shocked the pants off me. I continue to wonder how death and things associated with death often changes things. So I was glad for the email's final line and look forward to more. Thanx for the comment.
That is so wonderful. Laura is a good sister, you are right about that one!
don't know what I would do without my 6 sisters!!!
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