I am grateful for my soul sister, Miss Laura. Who says you can't pick your own family? Both only children, we are tight like any set of sisters would be, that being said, she can read me like a book and I hate it. haha! Okay, not really, but it can put a crinkle into a an evening event. We were supposed to go and see her King's play tonight, but on my way home from work, I told her I would just need to stop for some coffee, because I needed caffeine. "Are you okay to go tonight?" She asked me with genuine concern, since it's a good forty-five to fifty minute drive from here without traffic AND I was asking for caffeine, not half-caf or decaf. I told her yes, because that kind of drive is nothing to me, but she knew better and she grounded my Jet engine's and made me stay home.
As we all know, my sleep patterns are comparable to Interstate 5, unpredictable, so I am grateful that my sister called me out and more than likely kept us both safe. She has night-blindness, so she can't drive at night and I am so tired, my judgment is a little sketchy at the moment. Not a good thing when you're sharing a road with other SoCal drivers. ha!
Finally, I am tired, so I am wrapping this up now. It may not be my best blog, but it is honest. I love my sister, there is so much more to her than just telling me no we can't go to a game. She can be one of my fiercest protector's and she can be my conscience when she knows I should no better.
Until tomorrow...love your sibling, adopted, or by birth. I am lucky enough to have had a Sissy Jo, and I am lucky to have a baby sister in my cousin Marie and of course Sis Laura. I chose my siblings and they chose me. How lucky I and grateful I am.
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ReplyDeleteThank you so much Shelly, now I know why you didn't want me to read it. I thank God everyday for family like you.
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