It’s that time! All of my Gemini twins will be celebrating their born days soon. Yvie’s birthday’s first up…*squeal*

So ready for the fun!

Martini, dirty

Whisky, sour

Laughter

Salad

Nachos

Nachos on Salad

“Nah, we’re not here for all that”

Laughter

Cosmo

Cosmo

Notes on napkin

Hugs

Good Night

Good Morning

Memories

Hazy

At this Sisterhood Walk-A-Thon. It’s cold, windy, and rainy, and I suspect Yvie is still snuggled up in bed…

Nah. Just nah.

Yvie arrived to the Walk-A-Thon and brought sunshine with her. We walked, talked, and, according to some people, made a little mischief. So, our usual routine.

And now we’re settling in for lunch and more fun times.

*sigh* I’m happy!

Last night Yvie read my mind and my heart, and then spoke truth to power. That’s what she does. She knows. She understands.  And with a firm and gentle voice, she laid out the hard facts. Our conversation was timely and overdue.

I miss her.

When I say “I’m tired”, she says, “I know. That’s understandable. It’s okay.”

Not, “Oh, you’ll be okay. You can handle it.”…

I’ve come to see that I need people who will let me be tired, be fragile, be less than capable. Who will just be there and say “I got you. For this moment when you feel you can’t, I’ll be here until you remember you can.”

Dangerous times. Yvie is a safe space. Rare and precious.

Thank You.  

Been a while since I’ve written about the Sisterhood. There are stories, but I haven’t been telling them. My focus was on another story, one of love and friendship, of betrayal and forgiveness, of beginnings and endings. A story of metamorphosis, and one that continues…yet through it all, the dance of Sisterhood continued, and now after nearly a year, I’m approaching a milestone. I almost said the end, but it’s not an end. It’s a marker along the road, a place holder to look back on and reminisce over, but by no means a place to stop. The untold stories remain, in notes, freewrites, emails, texts, and voicemails. The beginning is nearly finished. It’s been nothing like I expected, a pleasant surprise.

caitsmeissner:

There are things that should be known. You should know your family loves you. You should know the sky is blue and the sun will come out after days of rain, it’s an inevitable fact of our planet. You should know this feeling will pass. You should know in a few years, you’ll hardly remember this moment and if you do, you’ll remember it in pictures, it won’t haunt your gut in the same way, it will feel as if it happened to someone else, a film you once saw. Forgetting is a biological function. We need to be able to forget. 

Should is a terrible, ugly word.

You can love someone so mightily but be unaware of their internal storm when you’re caught up in the river of life. It’s no one’s fault. But there is something to be said about this act of truly loving someone, not in the romantic sense, but as family or human family, two people who share space on this earth and inhale the same air. This is when to eradicate the word should and start to say all the things we take for granted. I love you. You are a gift to me and this world. You are not alone. We’ll take care of you. Trust me.