A Visit From My Sister

Hello!

Last weekend my sister and her family were in my hometown for a hockey tournament.

I have three sisters. My next youngest sister is 13 months younger than I. Then comes my sister who visited, at 5 years younger than I, and then my baby sister who is 15 years younger than I. It was an interesting time growing up together because I was just old enough to be at a different stage of my life than the others were, with the exception of my immediately younger sister. She and I were quite different. She was very talented althletically and I wasn't. She also had a group of friends that were a bit rowdier than mine. All in all though, the four of us got along pretty well.

As adults, it is still the same. I have grown children (mostly, except for my littlest guy). My children are leaving and going to college. My other sisters have 8,9 and 10 year olds and my baby sister has dogs (smart choice). Still, we talk from time to time and enjoy holidays together. My sisters live closer in proximity and I'm a bit further away so they bump into each other more often.

Having my sister come to my hometown for a hockey tournament, was like an early birthday present. I admit, I didn't realize how big this youth hockey thing was, but I did enjoy it. I anticipated their visit and was so pleased when they called to say they had arrived.

The entire weekend with swimming at the hotel, and visiting at our home and breakfast at a local diner and of course, the hockey games, went by way to fast. Soon it was Sunday morning and our visit was over.

Now, I get to look at pictures and recall my memories. Both of them fine things to do, but I do miss seeing them and talking with them and hugging them.

I appreciate having family. There's no one who knows your whole history quite like family and in our case, just accepts us. It felt like putting on a comfy pair of slippers and drinking a warm cup of tea...all weekend.

It is good to have moments like these in our lives. It helps to put all the activity of our lives in its proper place and draws our focus on what is really important.

Until next time...
Have hope,
Donna