I stumbled across Bonnie Hitchcock’s post about her sister through a comment she made on another author’s blog. A word of encouragement she said to my friend motivated me to check out this lady and her own blog.
I was so glad I did. Between precious posts about her family and wonderful photos of the treasures she finds and sells, I came upon this beautiful post about Bonnie and her sister, Beverli. I knew that I wanted to share it with you as part of my All Things Sisters Series.
With her permission and blessing, here’s what Bonnie shared on her website, White Lace and Promises.
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Sisters by Chance, Friends by Choice
And probably more that my sister would like to forget!
and daddy’s little girl.
I was jealous and I poked fun and prodded and ridiculed her to no end.
Let’s roll out the red carpet.”
I am ashamed now of my behavior. I was ridiculously obnoxious!
Their presence filled the emptiness that my children left behind.
She became my best friend and the sister that I never let her be growing up.
Our friendship grew even deeper as we shared the load of caring for our aging parents.
Now, we are friends by choice.
My saying is, “Friends come and go, but family is forever.”
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Thank you, Bonnie, for sharing your heart, AND your sister, with us today. Bonnie has also written several posts about the other precious people in her life. Check out her most recent one: Who Am I?
Do you have a favorite sister story you’d like to share?
It can work backwards. I have a friend by chance who became a sister by choice…whom I treasure more than I’ll ever tell her. Blood is not always liquid – sometimes it’s ethereal.
But I had a brother, once, too. He was older by over a decade, and only intermittently in my life. There was a brief, magic period when we became friends, and for that short summer we were the same age, partners in chaos.
But the summer flickered and faded, and he became a stranger again. When he died, I tried to let my heart recapture those days of happy lawbreaking mayhem.
I couldn’t, and felt that I’d lost a treasure greater than that of Solomon.
Andrew,
Sometimes I wonder why God gives and THEN takes away… wouldn’t it have been easier at times to not have had anything? I know these questions will be answered when we get to Heaven, but I grieve for lost time here on earth, especially in cases like these.
Thank you for sharing, my friend.
If I could heal, right now, one relationship in my world, it would be the 99% broken one between my sister and me. My parents, my brother and I all have tried repeatedly to pull her back to us. But she cut the rope and threw her end of it away.
Thankfully, God has blessed me with friends who are closer than sisters and who by all signs, will stay that way for life. He’s dropped a new brother or two along the way too. So my real life brother and I feel blessed with the herd of non-blood relations God has seen fit to bless and bother us with.
Jennifer,
Although stories like this are hard, I always smile when I hear how God doesn’t leave us unmended, even if it’s not the way we would have requested.
Another opportunity to pray.
Hugs,
Becky