We three sisters are back together again. Here in Richmond, Virginia. Patty came from California with Lisa and Catharine back in 2002. She and Tom were divorced by then. Peggy just moved here alone from West Topsham, Vermont last December. Phil died in October of 2015 and she didn't want to live on the mountainside by herself. And the cabin had very bad memories for her of his dying. We all miss Phil. He loved with his whole heart. Each one of us.
So, now we sisters are finding our way back to each other. It's easier than I thought it would be. It's like we know each other as well as anyone on earth and we don't have to work at liking because we love from our past. It's been over 45 years since we spent any time together. But it's so natural to have each other now. Sometimes I feel like that "baby" sister. Sometimes I act like her. I know they still think of me as her. I try to accept that as good luck. Who else gets to be "the baby" when she's old and grey. And we are old now. I wouldn't post our picture of today. But we are healthy, wealthy and wise. And lucky to be together again. I always think of Mom and Dad being so happy that we still love each other. That was their most important message to us.
