gratitude: sisterhood

I sure do love my BrightSide.  He’s my rock, my touchstone, my friend, the one who by some miracle has never looked at me in my crazy and said that’s it, I’m out.

But even BrightSide embraces the fact that he’s not my everything.  I believe this was most starkly evident the evening I was talking to him about, of all things, mammograms and he summed up the situation with “You need some sista-friend time.”

Preach it, brother.

I am lucky enough to have a sisterhood that lifts me up every single day.

I’ve been blessed with the most amazing sisters – one by blood, two by marriage, and two by choice.  These women are my circle, my loves, my gifts.


My post as part of Colline’s Gratitude Project.

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