The Sisterhood

I may have mentioned before that I was a huge tomboy growing up.  It was a matter of necessity as I was the only girl in a neighborhood with eight boys.  Early on, I learned to relate to boys, and, because of that, I found it easier to be around men than women for a huge portion of my life. Oh sure,  I had my girlfriends junior high and high school, and we had our sleepovers and giggle-fests.  But I mainly hung out with only three or four close girlfriends at a time–no sorority sisters or sports teammates.

When I became a teacher, my world broadened to include more women, although my last fifteen years of teaching put me again mostly in the company of men.

And then, I started writing romance.  I joined Romance Writers of America (RWA) and quickly learned the joy that comes from being  a member of a predominantly female group, 10,000 strong.  Through RWA, I’ve become friends and made the acquaintance of many strong woman of all different ages.  Attending a conference with 2000 women is like no other event out there.   The air pulsates with laughter, excitement, squeals, hugs, and even tears.

So, when I opened my email this morning to find the following post, I immediately thought of my sisters in romance along with all the other beautiful and loving sisters in my life, and I wanted to share its wisdom.

I have no idea who the original author is–my apologies for that.  But her tribute is too lovely not to pass on, especially in the company of women.  So here it is:

Subject: Sisters

 A young wife sat on a sofa on a hot humid day, drinking iced tea and visiting with her Mother.  As they talked about life, about marriage, about the responsibilities of life and the obligations of adulthood, the Mother clinked the ice cubes in her glass thoughtfully and turned a clear, sober glance upon her daughter.

Don’t forget your sisters’, she advised, swirling the tea leaves to the bottom of her glass. They will be more important as you get older.  No matter how much you love your husband, no matter how much you love the children you may have, you are still going to need sisters.  Remember to go places with them now and then and do things with them.

Remember that sisters’ means ALL the women, your girlfriends, your daughters, and all your other women relatives too.  You will need other women.  Women always do.

What a funny piece of advice, the young woman thought.  Haven’t I just got married? Haven’t I just joined the couple-world?  I am now a married woman, for goodness sake! A grownup, surely.

My husband and the family we may start will be all I need to make my life worthwhile.

But, she listened to her Mother.  She kept contact with her sisters and made more women friends each year. 

As the years tumbled by, one after another, she gradually came to understand that her Mother really knew what she was talking about.  As time and nature work their changes and their mysteries upon a woman, sisters are the mainstays of her life.

After more than 50 years of living in this world, here is what I have learned:

Time passes.
Life happens.
Distance separates.
Children grow up.
Jobs come and go.
Love waxes and wanes.

Men don’t do what they’re supposed to do.

Hearts break.

Parents die.
Colleagues forget favors.
Careers end.    BUT……..

Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how many miles are between you.  A girl friend is never farther away than needing her can reach. 

When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you have to walk it by yourself, the women in your life will be on the valley’s rim, cheering you on, praying for you, pulling for, intervening on your behalf, and waiting with open arms at the valley’s end.

Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk beside you, or come in and carry you out.
Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters, daughters-in-law, Mothers, Grandmothers, aunties, nieces, cousins, and extended family – All bless our life.

The world would not be the same without women, and neither would I.  When we began this adventure called womanhood, we had no idea of the incredible joys or sorrows that lay ahead.  Nor did we know how much we would need each other.

Every day, we need each other still. Pass this on to all the women who help make your life meaningful.

I just did.  Short & Sweet.

To my sisters here at ENALR and all of you who stop by to share a little of your life with us, (((hugs))).