When we were kids we did not know each other. What I did know of my one sister was a giant fight of sibling rivalry most of our growing up years. Then suddenly you are out of the house and gone- and on with your life. Then your parents die and you start to realize that the only family of origin you have left are your brothers and sisters.
When we got to this point, we started working harder on the three of us. Today, we are friends and it is good. It is good to care for one another. Never take your family for granted.
It's a beautiful day in God's world, be sure to see the good.
1 comment:
So very happy for you that a broken family treasure has been restored and made hole. Wishing you more good things ahead with your sisters. More precious than material family valuables.
God bless
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