My mother in law and I took a little road trip up to Kansas last week to visit her sister and brother-in-law. It had a been awhile since Mom T had been there and I don't think I've ever been to Kansas. If you could have been a little mouse along for the ride, you'd have had to listen to a million family stories and stop at every place that looked remotely like it might have fall decorations for sale! We kept our eyes peeled for diners too, pie and coffee was on the to-do list!
Mom and her sisters are peas in a pod; alike in looks, mannerisms and general outlooks on life. Model thin with a spring in their step, from a distance you'd never guess their true ages.
Like children they delight in every new experience and adventure that life offers, never passing up a trip to someplace new or a shopping trip!
But if you look a little closer and listen, you see that the roles have changed. No longer the older sister watching over the younger one, now an arm slips gently under my mother in law's to safeguard her steps.
Sisters, who have walked many steps together and apart. Years living in different states... even different countries, they are still bound by blood and heartstrings. They linger with each laugh and each memory, too delicious remembering that house in Rea Valley where they ran barefoot down to the creek!
"A sister is a little bit of childhood that can never be lost."
