Bonding

When I was a single mother, before trucker and I married obviously or I wouldn't have been single, huh? , I lived three doors down from my sister in a nice apt. complex very close to where her and I grew up. As well, we worked very closely together in our little town. We were all of about 10 doors down from one another, me, in the law office, her, in the bank. My sister and I developed a very strong bond during this period of my life. When I first married and left home she was only 14 years old and even though I tried to come home often, it was not often enough. She grew up without me. We have a brother who is 15 years my junior, so you don't have to figure this, it made him 11 years her junior. We like to refer to little brother as "Oopsy Daisy" as he came as quite a surprise to both my parents. As well as sis and I. Now sis and oopsy were very close. In fact so close that when my sis moved out of mom and dad's that oopsy moved in with her while he was attending college. So needless to say they were and still are very very close. Not only do they have the sis and brother bond, but also a sorta mother/son bond as well. So anyway I missed out on both of their lives for a long time. I didn't have the same kind of bond with either of them as they share with one another.

However when sis and I lived so close and for three years of my single motherhood, we bonded. We became true deep down friends. She was a rock I could lean on, a wonderful support system for myself and became a second mother to Princess. Since I worked full time days and part time nights, she spent a lot of time with Princess and helped me through those years. I don't think in all honesty I could have made it through without her help, her love and her support. Both of us single and living a good life together. We done almost everything together. I will cherish those years for the rest of my life.

After trucker and I married and I moved away we weren't able to see one another as often. This was hard on both of us. After all we had done so much during that time. We not only shopped together, we would walk to each others and watch tv at night, and do all sorts of sisterly things. We even had a camper at a lake resort which we went to almost every weekend during those summer months. We had the time of our lives together. I actually went through some sort of strange grieving process when we moved apart.

So this made last nights outing that much more special for the both of us. The concert was great, the seating was awesome, the dinner was special. And most importantly we laughed, and laughed and laughed some more. We bonded again. We also vowed that come hell or high water as we southern ladies often say that we would find more time for these outings. We would MAKE time for them so that we could continue to come home for years to come, after our "girl's nights out" ,and have sore faces from laughing and smiling so much.