If my sister-in-law were an element, she would be Earth. When I am with her, my roots dig deep and flex and curl, and then my soul soars. She is alive and ever-changing but has an undefinable stability about her.
She is my sista--she gets me, and I adore her. We talk about God and sex and books and parents and bitter disappointment and nieces who want cookies and pudding. We belly laugh and weep together. She is coffee with cream for me and the sweet smell of rain. She drinks red wine and talks REALLY LOUD and leaves me intoxicated with giddy laughter.
And I love her for that.
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About Me
- Lisa
- Austin, Texas
- I would love to say that I am a cool enigma, a complicated woman, but truly, I am very simple these days. I live for my husband and children. I am married to boiling my stress away in an oversized tub every night. My faith has been tortured and left to die, but it is coming back stronger than ever. I am an explorer in search of great recipes, clever ideas, captivating art, and beautiful words.
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Will you read this at my funeral? It makes me sound so cool...I want to know that woman!
ReplyDeleteThank you, sista.
Well, thank God I am not waiting for your funeral to tell you how amazing you are. I think if any of your friends saw this they would wholeheartedly agree--you are cool!
ReplyDeleteI hope you don't mind if I jump in here and say...yep...totally cool.
ReplyDeleteAlthough if you think she's loud, I'd hate to think what you'd make of me...
I only think she's loud after she has had a bottle of red wine :)
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