Talking with my sisters

When it rains, it pours...sunshine.  That is how I feel when my sisters call.  They are my favorite friends, my self-esteem boosters, and some of the best women in the world.  And we happen to be related.

I just had to write to commemorate all of my sisters calling this week.  That does not seem like a big deal, but I have phone issues (both temporal and spiritual:).  Temporal: my phone gave up the ghost this week, as it did not survive this last tumble.  I thought that if I just pushed in the back holding in the battery/innards of the phone that it would magically come to life and begin breathing again, like it always does.  I was wrong.

I also have a hard time just calling people.  It takes a little courage on my part.  We have never been a super phone chatty family.  But we are getting better...

And all my sisters called this week.  It was happiness.

Now if Shawn called (my youngest brother), life would be complete:)