To sisters…
To sisters who get you through the day.
Who remind you that you’re not alone.
That call you on your bullshit.
That help you stay strong.
To sisters who swoop in to watch your kids when you feel like you are going to lose your mind…
And to gracious sisters who gently remind you what a sweet gift it is to have children to make you lose your mind.
To sisters who fought for you.
Who still fight for you, in their own way, today.
Who make space for you to chase your passion
and fend off those who would squelch your dreams.
To sisters who sit with you while you cry
and gently place a hand on your knee.
Who bring you food for your bellies
and oils for your feet. Your sick, family of feet.
To sisters who challenge you to keep showing up.
To keep pushing farther.
To keep trying new things.
To keep making space.
To sisters who teach you to receive.
Who remind you that there are seasons to give
and seasons to receive.
And that we all get a turn on each side.
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