And it has always been this way. We have always been each others first friends when our other friends would come and go. We trust only in each others opinions - about hair, clothes, work, love and life - yet somehow we manage to maintain our own individuality. We are able to help each other see things for what they really are and at the same time be a shoulder to cry on or an ear to listen when we vent. And we are lucky - not all sisters get along like we do.
I love to watch my sisters as aunts to my children and how they both - in their own way - encourage Buddy and Ella to be themselves. And how they love them for who they are. How they become extensions of - or in many cases - better versions of who I want to be as a mother.