I smile because you’re my sister, I laugh because you can’t do anything about it.  The journey of having and being a sister is a complicated and complex path.  There are ups and downs, trials and tribulations, but a sister relationship is one of the great treasures of life.  We have a shared history.  We don’t have to love each other, we don’t have to be friends, but the true blessing is when both of those things occur because we choose to love each other as family and treasure each other as friends.  Someone who knows the best and the worst of you and still loves, stands by, supports and encourages you is a gift you give yourself by letting them in, sharing your life, your struggles, and constantly building a bridge between you that lasts a lifetime.  My sister is the first one I go to to tell my bad news, my good news, to ask for help and to share my day, my thoughts, my hobbies.  Sisters encourage each other to be more, laugh more, learn more.  The sister thread is a recurring, critical and intrinsic theme in the fabric of my life and who I am.

We are fortunate that we share the same interests and have found a way to participate with each other in our hobbies even though we do not live in the same state.  This blog is a way that we will share our love of photography and travel, cooking and gardening, raising kids and grandkids and illustrate our life as sisters who are connected and committed to each other.

There is a beauty to sisters. I’m the one on the far left, she is the one on the far right.  9 years apart in age, 750 miles apart in distance and standing side-by-side in life.