Often when sibling mayhem of the grandest sort breaks out around here…
I am reminded of times when there is tenderness between the relationships of brothers and sisters in our home. Days where everyone seems to get along without reminders from Mom; laughter, play, and peace.
And the four in our home think of and pray often for the one who is not :: an older sister far away from their daily lives, but not from their hearts. The sweet little prayers that are said, the emails sent, the phone conversations :: oh, they melt me on the inside! Truly a gift, it is.
