It is a desire to know and be known by someone who shares blood and body, history and dreams . . . My sisters have taught me how to live. Sisters is probably the most competitive relationship within the family, but once sisters are grown, it becomes the strongest relationship.
Sisters are for sharing laughter and wiping tears.
There can be no situation in life in which the conversation of my dear sister will not administer some comfort to me. One's Sister is a part of one's essential self, an eternal presence of one's heart and soul and memory. My sister taught me everything I need to know, and she was only in the sixth grade at the time. No one knows better than a Sister how we grew up, and who our friends, teachers and favorite toys were. As youngsters they may share popsicles, chewing gum, hair dryers and bedrooms.