It was such an incredibly delicious surprise when my sister showed up on our doorstep Tuesday afternoon. I couldn’t believe she did that. I couldn’t believe she left her little two year old and awesome husband to the diligent care of my mother, just to hop an annoying flight to Nashville with far too many connections – all this to be with me on my birthday.
Sisterhood is one of the greatest blessings I have been granted in my life. When I am sitting on a couch discussing marriage, education, religion and politics with my sisters, I am at my very happiest. The two of them are the strongest, smartest, loveliest women that I know. The best moms, wives, and friends on the face of the planet. And whenever I’ve spent too much time off marching to the beat of my own bizarre drum, I can always come home to find them there… interested in little old me.
My sister, Gina, brought with her the constant breath of New England that she carries everywhere she goes. She made me homesick for lobster bisque and a rousing game of Canasta in front of a warm fire. She made me homesick for a walk in the woods.
So a huge thank you to Gina for coming, and to Matt for keeping the secret. And to everyone else in my family who orchestrated this lovely birthday surprise. It was unforgettable.
Lord help the mister who comes between me and my sisters.
November 6th, 2009 at 11:08 pm
amen! i’m so glad you had a wonderful birthday celebration together!
and may i say, i find the beat of your bizarre drum strangely alluring. sort of like those voices in the hills surrounding brigadoon that sing whenever gene kelly starts to cross the bridge.
November 7th, 2009 at 12:04 am
go home… go home… go home with bonnie jean!