She wakes before the sun and snuggles little ones long and close. She works hard, worries much, and pours herself deep upon her family. She chases the sun on long runs. She talks to God while her feet pound pavement…. She’s the awe and inspiration of many. And I don’t think she really knows it. But what I hope she truly does know: I miss her, and wish she lived closer than the three thousand miles that keep us from Starbucks drive-throughs and zoo trips and laughter and tears in person instead of on the phone.
She has the loudest, most infectious laugh of all of us. You can be on the back deck or rummaging through the attic and hear that laugh echo from the kitchen. She lights up a crowd like she lights up our hearts. She’s suffered deep things, and loves us even more deeply. Music moves her. So does the raw-ness of real life stories. She’s been my confidant since I was three and she learned to walk and we played tea parties.
She has this smile. If you know her, you know what I’m talking about. Her smile is pure sun and pure delight. She hides much behind her eyes and you have to get her in the quiet to learn what makes her heart full. She cares deeply about people. She loves Jesus in the little ways. She and I share that – the desire to find Him in the little ways.
She drinks Middle Sister Moscato in long stemware because that’s what she does and that’s what she is. She’s determined and has guts and rarely gets the glory I think she deserves. She’s gorgeous – in running clothes or a designer dress. She’s fun. And funny. She’s the most loyal of all of us. The most loyal friend anyone could ever ask for.
She’s a walking irony to many and really, truly understood by few. She’s brave. She sees hard things and faces them with compassion. She takes no account of your rank or race or if you have dollars in your wallet or if you have none – she’ll treat you the same regardless: with respect. She won’t back down and if you’ve earned her trust, she’s got your back. Always. She has a unique gift for loving children. Every kid whose ever met her adores her.
Beautiful and brave. Godly and worldly. Laughter. Tears. Gossip. Girly things.
My sisters. I’m so grateful for each one of them.
“Girls will be your friends – they’ll act like it anyway. But just remember, some come, some go. The ones that stay with you through everything – they’re your true best friends. Don’t let go of them. Also remember, sisters make the best friends in the world.” – Marilyn Monroe