Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Sister Friends

Send chocolate with raspberry dust by parcel post, and call out of the blue when they think they've heard concerning news.  Sister-friends email and read our far-too-lengthy replies even when they are already carrying the burdens of many.  They remember the morning at the restaurant, back in the high school days, when one of us ordered chocolate cake for breakfast.  Sister-friends whisper to us privately about those who gossip too much in public, and we laugh in unison at the recognition of our own hubris.  When we stay away too long, it leaves us empty.  Women need women in our lives, daily.

And when the husband sees me at a breaking point of "just too much," and takes over the kids' school-night lists (and homework), dinner, dishes, showers, and betime tuck-ins so that I can be with my sister-friends on-line and on the phone, he is wise.  And all inside the home are the better for it.

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