I have a sister. We look alike, we sound alike and we have exactly the same temper, oh and parents. But that’s not who I want to talk about today. I wanted to talk about my friends, the kind you have for always.
The friends who hold you tight when your failing, who make you belly laugh when all you want to do is cry. They know your favourite wine, your guilty snack and when you need to be told the harsh truth… these women are also my sisters.
When we were teens and we lived in each others pockets. When we weren’t at school we were talking on the phone or chatting on messenger. We whispered gossip and scribbled secrets on tiny pieces of origami-folded paper during class. We drew on our shoes with felt tip pens and always let each other cut in the lunch line.
When we graduated the bonds remained strong but it was clear we all had our own paths to follow. Eventually we were spread out across the country and although we all tried our best, emailing just wasn’t cutting it. The phone soon became our lifeline. Hours curled up on the couch or snuggled up in bed, listening to our sisters pour their hearts out or feeling their silent nods on the other end as you pour out yours.
Most of us have become parents or have been steadily climbing the corporate ladder and time always seems to be fleeting these days. We still have the long talks but text messaging seems to be the norm of late. It’s quick, to the point and we can even share photos for those late minute “Does this top/dress/hat look good on me?” stressing moments.
I hate that I’d be lucky to see them once a year. I want us all to live in the same town like we used to. I want our children to grow up together and have big BBQs on the weekends. I want more than a phone call but I have to be realistic. Whilst we can’t be there in person, at least after 12+ years we still love each other enough to call.
Do you have soul sisters?
Tell me about them… pretty please!
This was a guest post I’d written a few months ago for my soul sister Danielle from HelloOwl. I loved this piece so much I wanted to share it again with you… There are those that steal our hearts momentarily, and those who embed themselves in it forever, it is the later that accepts me for all that I am and will always have the key to my soul.