Tuesday, September 26, 2006

LFF

My sister is an incredible woman. I wish I could explain to you how great she is, but its hard to put into words. I keep getting teary just thinking about what a special person she is. My sister is a great mom. She's patient and loving. She sets a good example for her daughters in her work ethic and her faith. She is highly intelligent, but works hard at a job much below her talents and gifts because it helps the budget and allows her to be home with her kids. She is a good friend to people even when they are not kind or thoughtful.

I guess one of the best things is that I love to be around her. I see her once a week...for just an hour and a half...and then 20 or so minutes, and I plan to get my errands done around when she'll be there most of the time because I'd miss being with her. She's so comfortable to be around. Maybe that is one of the things about siblings that I love...but not everyone is blessed with this kind of relationship with their siblings.

I recently talked with a friend whose brother isn't speaking to her. Whether his reasons are good or bad--doesn't matter. How could you not speak to your sister? I am blessed to not have any clue how you could do that. Even when my sister and I had an argument of sorts last year, we worked it out. It was awkward a little at first, but then we just went back to normal. Last night we read the story of Jacob and Esau. Two brothers...who don't speak for many years (read the story if you don't know it...its interesting...start at Genesis 25:19)but eventually reconcile. That came up after I started formulating this post. Not sure why. Anyway, I love you LeAnn! I'm so glad that God gave me such fantastic sister to love.

3 Comments:

At 9:44 AM, Blogger DenverSop said...

Wow, what a beautiful tribute to your sister. There's love just dripping off the screen!

My brother and I are still close, even though we have very little in common and don't get to talk to each other very often. There's a magical, invisible bond between us and a mutual understanding and respect. I love him very much, even though I don't agree with a lot of things he does.

 
At 1:22 PM, Blogger Christianne said...

It was difficult growing up with my brothers -- especially one of them. But they have both turned into two wonderful, supportive people whom I adore. It was so nice when my younger brothers started taking on the roll of the older brothers I always wanted taking care of their sister. Every time I get off the phone with them (they are 3,000 miles away), I say, "I love my brothers!" It's a very nice feeling. :)

 
At 12:35 PM, Blogger mle said...

as we've grown up and i've been out to denver a couple of times in the last several years, i've wished that i knew leann better as an adult. i've often felt like i just get this little glimpse of the woman she's become and it's an appealing glimpse. thanks for sharing a bit about her.
cindy and i often comment on how lucky we are to have each other, and how lucky we are that we actually LIKE each other. sure, there are times that the very fact she's breathing the same air i am irritates me, but i'm thinking that that feeling is going to apply to ANYONE you live with, not just your sister. as with you and leann, we are all we've got, and we are oh so thankful to God that what we've got is good. Amen.

 

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