Sisters

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A weekend ago my sisters and I got together for a “sisters only” retreat. We belong to a family of eight kids, five of us are girls. Our family grew with a new baby every two years over a span of sixteen years. We were all young together. We were poor in worldly possessions, but we were wealthy in the things of real value. Our parents gave us a sense of security and belonging. They taught us enduring values, and they prepared us for adulthood. 

We became scattered as we matured, married, and started lives away from home. For many years we found more than enough to do in our own homes with the responsibilities of spouses, children, and careers. But, during the last few years, with the death of our parents and with our own children growing up, we have begun to turn to one another again.

At our weekend retreat, each sister brought something to share with the others. Some brought food and music, one brought home decorating gifts for each of us, and another helped us make beaded bracelets and necklaces. But best of all was the sister who gave us all pedicures. We got caught up on the events in each others lives, we laughed, we cried, and we remembered how important family is to all of us.



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