This photo was taken in 2003 with my lovely sisters and Mother.
Often in life, we take for granted the little perks. What I do know is, my sisters mean the world to me and I love them.
My sisters are unique in different ways. They can have different opinions on life’s ups and downs, how they style their hair, raising of children, their own story and own destination. The makeup is like no one else.
The beauty is, no one’s left behind. My sisters hurt, I hurt. They in trouble, I’m in trouble.
I realize people come and go but I know my sisters will be with me forever.
Family history, we fought, argued, stay mad at one another for no more than five minutes but after said and done, is a love that only exists in a sister.
The love that bonds us together no one can separate.
To God be the Glory!
