It grew with the switching back and forth over the summers, I stayed with her in Texas, she came back to England.
It became sisterhood when she moved in with my family for a year. We became partners in crime; forever in trouble for staying up too late, sleeping in the same bed, making too much noise...or too much mess. Sharing secrets, winding each other up. We had a special way of making coffee, a constant stream of little notes, we put our names together: Meredith + Lucy = Mercy. We traveled together, wept together, danced in the rain and wore each others clothes. We were accountability partners and every night we prayed together.
Then she moved home...and I moved there too. We fell out, we missed each other. We fell back together. Trips to the lake, roadtrips, lunch dates more cups of tea. Visiting her at Uni, boyfriends, break ups, tears and laughter.
I came home and started a life in N.Ireland, came back to Texas visit. Waffle house, life talks, matching mugs... our boyfriends living together. Us missing living together.
Long distance sisterhood, letters and packages. Texts and skype calls. Tears and joys shared, break ups and growth. Always missing each other.
And now she is getting married. The first of my sisters. I have to hand over her snuggles and kisses and secrets to somebody else. It's weird and it's lovely and she is in good care. Always a sister I chose for myself, part of my family and part of my heart. So many things she introduced me to, or brought out in me, a thousand ways she has helped me to grow.
So in a few days I'm skipping class to fly thousands of miles to be there to see Chad and Meredith get hitched!!! Here's to the next season, with a reflection on the last. "Mercy is splendiferous."
p.s. I love you.
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