Sisters Grace

I was going to start off today with the announcement that my sister had her purse stolen. And then talk about all the goofy stuff mom's carry in their purses. In the middle of night though, I was thinking about yesterday's post and my comment about my sister. I would have probably continued with my post as planned but this morning I feel the need to clarify, as the story between my sister and I goes much deeper (as it often does between sisters). Just a side note... At one time, she and I had hoped to open a store together. We were going to call it Sisters Grace. it's kinda ironic...

After she moved away, over time, the inevitable happened... we went on with life, growing a little more apart each year. In fact, we hardly talk now. Though I love her and I know she loves me, there's a huge distance between us - not just time and space but emotionally, spiritually... There's tension and hurt... I only knew about the purse snatching from my mom and my mom has very little real contact with her either. It's true that when we talk, we always say I love you, but really don't talk anymore.

I told you before about how my 10 year old neice and I share our little stories through the mail... that's my sister's daughter. I send my neice postage paid envelopes and she sends a story. Then I send one back to her. This morning I was excited to get a big fat envelope in the mail from her. I knew it was from her because it had my own handwriting on the front. When I opened it, a little beanie baby pelican fell out and a tiny little note that read, "I'm sorry, my mom says I can't send stories to you anymore. Please don't tell her." There was a penciled circle with the words, "My love and kisses were here."

I won't go into all the history because I don't want to violate her private life. There have been a lot of years of painful rejection. At times, my husband has held me as I cried and said that we need to cut all ties until things change. I just can't! I miss her, or the her she used to be. Don't get me wrong, part of me wants to be angry and be done with it! In fact, this morning I wanted to scream, to throw things at her, to give up trying to have a relationship with her. But then there was that thing... the thing I wrote yesterday about giving grace when another adult has hurt me. Ugh, I hate it when my own words come back to get me!! So I'll try to continue this day in grace. Afterall, Christ gives me grace several times a day...

Putting that behind me for a bit, I'll move on to something a bit more cheerful. =) I found a little website that you all might enjoy (Rasberry Berett). Well, I didn't really find it. More like the click, click, click in blogland landed me there. She has some lovely things and isn't her header/logo yummylicious?!

Here are a few of the fabric bundles I have left to send. A few have already been mailed and I'm just so thankful to everyone who contacted me. I hope you won't be disappointed! There's still soooo much to go through. Maybe we'll do a give-away or make some kind of game of it in a few weeks.

I took this picture yesterday while it was sunny out just to show you the... well... empty flower pots. At one time a few weeks ago they were full of flowers but the rain has drowned everything. Except the weeds, of course!

Well, I must go work on ebay listings... I've fallen a bit behind this week. Have a wonderful Saturday! Blessings...