My mom and her sisters don't get together that often. One lives in Maine, another in Michigan, and the last two in Missouri and Southern Illinois. It takes time and energy for the four of them to meet up, and at their ages, they don't have much of either of those. But back in July of this year, we had the opportunity for a family reunion. The four sisters and their families gathered together for one very hot weekend in St. Louis.
There is so much I could write about these women. The zany times, the angry times, the depressed and down times; the childhood memories that I've heard about from my mom, and the memories of their own parents. But those times and memories are their stories to tell, not mine. What I do want to document, though, is the first picture in a very long time where the camera caught all four of these lovely ladies with genuine smiles on their faces. It's easy to see a family resemblance here. It's easy to see the sisterly love.
This photo is a beautiful reminder for all of us to thank the universe: for the family we have, for as long as we have them. And to remember that, no matter what has happened in the past and what might happen in the future, that sisters truly are a blessing.
There is so much I could write about these women. The zany times, the angry times, the depressed and down times; the childhood memories that I've heard about from my mom, and the memories of their own parents. But those times and memories are their stories to tell, not mine. What I do want to document, though, is the first picture in a very long time where the camera caught all four of these lovely ladies with genuine smiles on their faces. It's easy to see a family resemblance here. It's easy to see the sisterly love.
This photo is a beautiful reminder for all of us to thank the universe: for the family we have, for as long as we have them. And to remember that, no matter what has happened in the past and what might happen in the future, that sisters truly are a blessing.
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