I got this email from my aunt in 2006 and a 13-year old me decided to save it. On this boring Sunday afternoon, looking through old saved emails I came across it. Thought it’d be a nice one to share.
Now, my aunt has passed and my mom grieves in her absence. Her daughter grieves in her absence. Her nieces grieve in her absence. Her friends grieve in her absence. We feel the pain of a lost sister so much deeper than the pain of a lost, well, anything else.
Today, I feel grateful for my “sisters” – the ones still with me, and, especially, the one that taught me to be grateful in the first place.
A young wife sat on a sofa on a hot humid day, drinking iced tea and visiting with her Mother. As they talked about life, about marriage, about the responsibilities of life and the obligations of adulthood, the mother clinked the ice cubes in her glass thoughtfully and turned a clear, sober glance upon her daughter.
“Don’t forget your Sisters,” she advised, swirling the tea leaves to the bottom of her gl ass. “They’ll be more important as you get older. No matter how much you love your husband, no matter how much you love the children you may have, you are still going to need Sisters. Remember to go places with them now and then; do things with them.
“Remember that ‘Sisters’ means ALL the women… your girlfriends, your daughters, and all your other women relatives too. “You’ll need other women. Women always do.” ‘What a funny piece of advice!’ the young woman thought. ‘Haven’t I just gotten married? Haven’t I just joined the couple-world? I’m now a married woman, for goodness sake! A grownup! Surely my husband and the family we may start will be all I need to make my life worthwhile!’
But she listened to her Mother. She kept contact with her Sisters and made more women friends each year. As the years tumbled by, one after another, she gradually came to understand that her Mom really knew what she was talking about. As time and nature work their changes and their mysteries upon a woman, Sisters are the mainstays of her life.
After more than 50 years of living in this world, here is what I’ve learned:
Children grow up.
Jobs come and go.
Love waxes and wanes.
Men don’t do what they’re supposed to do.
Colleagues forget favors.
Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how many miles are between you.
A girlfriend is never farther away than needing her can reach.
When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you have to walk it by yourself, the women in your life will be on the valley’s rim, cheering you on, praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on your behalf, and waiting with open arms at the valley’s end.
Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk beside you. Or come in and carry you out.
Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters, daughters-in-law, sisters, sisters-in-law, Mothers, Grandmothers, aunties, nieces, cousins, and extended family, all bless our life!
The world wouldn’t be the same without w omen, and neither would I. When we began this adventure called womanhood, we had no idea of the incredible joys or sorrows that lay head.
Nor did we know how much we would need each other. Every day, we need each other still.