Sisters Are Hope

i was fortunate enough to grow up along side my two sisters, and my brother. raised with unconditional love, by our father and our mother. growing up was a wonderful mixture of moments to treasure, along with experiences stressful beyond measure. through all life's events our family did weather. our strength never altered, and we always stuck together. over the last twenty years our faith was tested like no time other. we faced the losses of our father, mother, and brother. each one of my sisters experienced their own personal grief and strife. i am proud to be their sister; grateful they are in my life. they have been with me through the darkest of times. knowing if i needed their hand , it was mine. they have always stuck by me, their honesty never on a shelf. even when i was unable to be honest with myself. my prayer, is for life, to give enough time for them to relieve all blessings due. mostly my hope is that they both know my love for them is infinite and true.