Sistas

WOW . . .

I never thought the day would come when my sister was the best friend a girl could ask for. Years of torment and pleading for the permission to be befriended by her and taken is as "cool enough for Carrie". Ins and OUTS, highs and LOWS, what I have seen, what she has seen. Together and APART. Time healed wounds and sent MANY e-mails. Sisters grew and so did women. Two people so different, yet so connected sailed on a life raft together through childhood, tears, smiles and unknown not knowing that one day we would together become the boat that would rescue each other to a safe harbor. I love my sister so deeply I can't imagine WHO or WHAT I would be without her. She has seen me raw and unaware and did not run. She actually likes WHO I am. STRONG and INDEPENDENT, bitchy and manipulative (she's my sister I can say that) I know her too. Our faults make our strengths shine in each other. By the way we can laugh our asses off and let music change our mood. We live in each other. Plus shes a kick ass Mom.We are sisters!