Broken Hallelujah

Sisters
Today, I'm grateful for my sister, Robin. I don't think everyone appreciates the closeness of sisters. Am I saying that they have a more special bond than brothers? Or couples? Maybe I'm just trying to say that I'm thisclose to MY sister. It could be that we've always stayed in touch with each other or that we're just two years apart. We've shared marriage troubles, divorces, pregnancies, addictions, the death of our father, but it's only made us stronger. A whole lot of tears, but looking back I remember the silly times. We used to laugh about the stupidest stuff. I mean, fall in the floor laughing. I still feel so protective of her. It's hard to let go of that nurturing feeling being the older sister, I suppose. Yet, she's the first one I turn to when I need comforting. I couldn't imagine what it would have been like to grow up as an only child. If you have a sibling, I hope you're able to appreciate them as much as I appreciate Robin.