My soft landing place...

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I have written about my sister before, but I thought it appropriate to write about her again.

Now, anyone who knows my sister and I, know how different we are. Although we look alike, we have different mannerisms. She is soft and not easily angered. I get angry easily. She always seems to be the calm in the storm. I think I often cause the storm. Through all our differences though, my sister seems to be the one who always puts things into perspective for me. She tells me to pray when all hope seems gone, she makes sense of a situation when I think with my emotions, and she brings serenity when all I see is chaos.

A few days ago, I called her. I was crying because of something that had happened. I was angry, frustrated and hurt, and I felt like just driving off somewhere, listening to really loud music and venting, in any way possible. But the first thing I did was call my sister. And there, on the other end of the phone, came this sweet voice that took all my anger away. The pain was still there, but she helped ease it. When the conversation ended, I hung up and drove home, feeling better about the situation because I knew in her, I had someone I could rely on.

My sister means the world to me. She is probably the most beautiful person I know, both inside and outside.

My sister walks hand in hand with God, I know this because I see God in her.

My sister is an Angel in her own right, I know this because every now and then, I am privileged enough to catch a glimpse of her wings.

My sister is the calmness after every storm.

My sister is the light that makes its way through the darkness.

My sister in the sun to my day and the moon to my night.

I know I am strong and I can make it through many things, but sometimes I need someone to pick me up when I have fallen, and I know her hand is always stretched out to lift me to my feet.

Today, I would like to thank her for being my Rock. My Fortress. My Strength. My soft landing place. My Sister.


Take Care


Miss Stone

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