Tuesday, April 17, 2007
In honor of Polly's birthday, I'm sharing some sister quotes. My mother would be proud that I've finally learned to share with Polly without crying, and she doesn't even have to suggest it, oversee it, force it, or calm down a disappointed sister while the bratty one gets her way. We've become what mom always hoped for: Friends.
1. How do people make it through life without a sister?
2. Sisters never quite forgive each other for what happened when they were five.
3. What's the good of news if you haven't a sister to share it with?
4. To the outside world we all grow old. But not to a sister. We know each other as we always were. We know each other's secrets. We share private jokes. We know how to push each other's buttons. We live outside the touch of time.
5. A sister is a friend who continues to be your friend when all your friends get married, move away, when parents die, and children grow up. They know what counts. They can dig through and find just the memory that will warm your heart.
Think of your own sister and remember special times. Anyone who doesn't know how it feels to want to wring her neck at the same moment you love her to pieces, did not have a sister.
Polly has had bad years (she started life bald) good years (she was queen of the parade) talented years (sang in a famous local youth choir) unknown years (singing You are my Sunshine to a baby at 2:am.) She's had her painting years, her leadership years, her caretaker years, supportive years and her grandmother years. Now she's in her challenge years. As always, she'll come out of them with a redecorated house, new hairdo, darling shoes, and a gorgeous garden. Every beautiful garden has to lay fallow for a season to bloom forth even more beautifully in the next season. So Polly, restore your roots until you're ready to bloom into the bouquet you're gathering. I love you, and hope you'll call when you need another load of "crap" piled on the garden of life. I'm full of that, and anxious to pass it on!
Happiness is your Birthday right! Claim it! Love, Marty