Give me an “I”
Give me an “K”
Give me an “E”
Give me an “A”
What does it spell…?
“The most deliciously fantastic wonderland of fun, functional Swedish schtuff”.
Or “IKEA”.
Depending on your level of passion on the subject.
The Saturday after Thanksgiving last year us 4 girls went out and all got our noses pierced. Its was painful…and fabulous!
So today, my 3 sisters and I ventured out to Canton, sans our little girls, for a fun-filled morning at one of my all time favorite stores {accompanied in that lofty position only by the likes of Hobby Lobby and Trader Joe’s}.
It was splendid. The only things that could have possibly made it better…Tim Horton’s coffee in hand, more time on watch, more money in wallet and an actual house to furnish. Nothing earth-shattering, really. So it was fun!
I’ve heard it said that family are the people we wouldn’t spend much time with if we had a chance…not people we would choose to befriend. I beg to differ. I adore my sisters…and love how incredibly unique, fun and talented each of them is. Each has challenged me, stretched me, and made me laugh to the verge of wetting myself. My beautiful sisters have greatly enriched my life. We’ve all been through seasons where we have struggled with each other’s personalities or quirks, we’ve had knock-down, drag-out fights…but every resolution has brought about a sweeter bond.
Sarah, my big sister, is brilliant. On the way down to IKEA she was talking about the history of photography…throwing out names, locations, subjects I’d never even heard of. While walking through the little room set-ups of the store…we’d lose her. All we had to do was find the nearest bookshelf…and there she was, pouring over the books. This woman is one of the most intelligent, fun people I know. I am entranced by the stories she tells…the random facts she knows…the color with which she shares. She is down-right hilarious. She loves the color orange, is a crazy good cook, and has blossomed into a wonderful wife and mother. She is selfless and generous, hard-working and passionate. She also happens to be an outrageously skilled painter {everything from canvases and walls to terracotta pots and statues}. She is jaw-droppingly fabulous and I just love her to bits!
Rebecca, my younger sister, is a delight to my heart. She makes me laugh when I’m down, and challenges me when I’m too flighty. She co-parents alongside me {seeing she watches our older sister’s daughter} many days of the week and I’ve been astounded at the tender way she has helped mold this little life. She is bold…she is witty…she is fun…she is generous…she is quirky. She makes the most ridiculously fabulous things…out of wire and beads and paper and metal and wood {check out her creations at reloveddesigns.blogspot.com}. She is one of the most resourceful gals I’ve ever met. Her dress style is bright and eclectic, and she’s a sucker for sparkly things. She adores the color green, wearing tights and skirts, and eating Pad Thai. She plays piano, ukulele, guitar and is working on the upright bass, not to mention her gorgeous voice. She is jaw-droppingly fabulous and I just love her to bits!
Ruthie, my baby sister, is just plain awesome. She’s the most mature, grounded almost 20 year old I’ve ever come across. She’s fun and wild, deep and wise, sporty and gorgeous. There have been numerous times I’ve vented to her…only to have her challenge me on my attitude. She’s authentic, compassionate, driven and delightfully dorky. She just so happens to give a mean massage too. While she never admits it…she’s an awesome artist too. She too adores the color green, old-lady clothes {despite shoulder-pads} and sushi. Her drive and passion to change the world is a constant reminder of life beyond our comfortable borders. She’s off to Ghana in a 5 weeks and I can’t wait to find out what God has in store for her during those 4 months. We’ve laughed our heads off…and cried our eyes out. She is jaw-droppingly fabulous and I love her to bits.
I’m so blessed to call these beautiful women sisters. The fact that I got to go to IKEA with them this morning was simply the icing on my 3-layer cake.
Give me an “S”…“I”…“S”…“T”…“E”…“R” and another “S”!
What does it spell?
3 of my absolute favorite people in the whole wide world.
Yup, I’m a lucky girl.
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