Sister Act

My sister was here this past week. Finally, from Colorado. I saw her Thanksgiving 2017, and then I hadn't seen her since February of this year. She came to visit just before I was hospitalized and a couple of the days I felt so bad I was forced to stay home and in the bed. And while I am sad I didn't get to adventure with her those days, almost better is the fact that she and my daughter spent those days together. They filled their water flasks at random gas stations (because as my sister says, "water is free!"), went to the beach, hunted sharks teeth, hunted shells, climbed a lighthouse, ate Mexican food, laughed and probably cried too, and just spent time loving on each other. My adult daughter has an amazing bond with my sister. A relationship I've prayed for.  Because my sister loves her like ,e.. But better. She's a caregiver at heart, and couldn't love my own daughter more if she had borne her herself.  And now, she loves my granddaughter, her great niece, with that same fierce love. My heart leaks out my eyes when she doesn't know I am watching her sway my granddaughter back and forth to soothe her or when I hear her sweet whispers of comfort and love to her. My daughter and granddaughter visited her in Colorado a couple of weeks ago, and when my daughter went in to my sisters room, she remarked to her Aunt Kellie that it smelled just like our mom. Her grandma. And that smell was familiar and blanketed her in memories and love. I miss that smell. But my sister is a mini me of our mom. Small framed, hardworking, Godly and oh so loving. 

For months before she came, Kellie folded paper cranes to make a  mobile for Leilani. She assembled it when she was here to surprise Beka. It's so beautiful and Leilani loves to watch it!
Learning how to wear a baby! Lol!

I love these hands so much!

Dinner time!

Beka looking for shells

Kellie sifting for shark's teeth

Kellie and Leilani

The paper crane mobile!

I've heard it said, "your heart can't help who it loves." I think that's mostly used to justify relationships that others might frown upon, lol. But that's true of my sisters heart. She has no control over it, God controls her heart. And she loves us all, no matter what. Some differently than others, but still-LOVE.

So, she was here. I am glad. And it brought my heart such joy as I worked in my office to hear the 3 people I love most in the world together, in the next room; talking, laughing, loving. Aunt/Great Aunt, niece and great niece. My sister, daughter and granddaughter. Three of the pieces that complete my heart. My heart recorded every moment, laugh, smile, kiss, hug, tear and memory. Hopefully my heart will remember all of this long after my mind can't, which is still hopefully a very long time away. 

My sister is not just a sister, she's an amazing aunt and a wonderful Grandma too!! Our mom would be so happy to know that we are both grandparents now. 

Love you all~
Rhonda~

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