When I get stuck and lose perspective, I call my sisters and they share their lives with me, listen to me talk and vent, tell me the honest truth (even in the face of my denial - now that's brave!), and tell me how much they love me.
Priceless.
My sisters are beautiful, silly and sassy, mothers, friends, women of culture and intelligence, emotional basket cases and as wise as the earth. Thank you so much for sharing yourselves with me. And listening. All my love!
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Sisters are fierce and challenging, soft and compassionate, solid in a world of vapors. The imagined invention of time can't touch this truth. We are entwined in mystery.
WOW!!! Gorgeous offering Sandy - I LOVE YOU!
Brother cool too! Brother smash boulder and gnaw at beer bottle! Brother scare small animal and doe-eyed children!
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