A sweet excerpt from one of my favorite daily reads online.
It was a keen awareness not only of all the times she’s jumped when I’ve called, come running even when I haven’t called, but also that as sisters, there’s just no getting around the fact that we share something that can’t be replaced, manufactured, or even described adequately. It’s not a friendship, which can come and go as often as the tide comes in. It’s not a romance, which can sometimes be subject to the winds and changes of life. It’s something much more profound, more permanent, more secure. I’m so glad I have a sister.
My thoughts exactly.