Posts Tagged ‘sisters’


Here in my small corner of the world, as I sit at this desk and write…. with the window over my left shoulder widely open, the sun shines brightly and warmly. Perhaps not quite as warmly as in the picture above… where, at this very moment, these beautiful grandchildren of mine are enjoying another day together in the Magic Kingdom. A picture just sent to me by my daughter. Through the wonders of modern technology, I can see…. almost to the moment…. what fun they are having.

This has become close to an annual trek for the two families. Sometimes together and sometimes just one family at a time. Only every so often does a year go by without a visit. Does anyone ever tire of going to Disneyland? Come to think of it, I do know one who has said enough is enough and she refuses to cross the threshold ever again. The magic went pouf so to speak. That comes from living within ‘spitting distance’ of the great and mighty theme park where every visitor to your door expects a guided tour for at least one day at the park.

Hence…no more Disneyland for my dear cousin Dinah.

Mostly though… my first thoughts when the picture arrived on my doorstep went back to a long ago wish that I had for my two daughters when they were so so young and my “babies.” Amy and Allison won’t remember this but we used to have get togethers with several of their mother’s friends from her years of teaching at Jane Addams. Nearly all of us being first year teachers, we were full of energy, enthusiasm and creativity. How lucky was that school to have us burst upon the scene.

Good things come to an end, however, and most of us ended up leaving the profession, at least temporarily, when the joy of a first born became a shared experience for us. We were all blessed and fortunate enough to be stay-at-home mothers for the first years of our children’s young lives.

(If I do say so myself) Jane Addams’ loss was mighty when we all ‘retired.’ So, it was great fun to keep up with our friendships under the guise of playdates for our children. ‘Two birds with one stone’…. or lunch together. Chicken Divan Casseroles, Caesar Salads eagerly awaited at one table…. PB&J’s with milk and cookies at the other.

The memory comes from one of those luncheons when my friend Jan invited her sister, Diane, to join us for that get together. Those two sisters had four young children between them… all very close in age and…. oh how they seemed to be best friends with children who felt the same. As I witnessed the laughter and fun and love clearly expressed between them, I distinctly remember thinking and wishing for that kind of friendship to be shared between my daughters in the future. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if they kept close and if their children were the happy recipients of their mothers’ love and friendship for one another?… I thought to myself.

And there they all be
at the magic kingdom today…
where wishes really do come true.

Have great fun and make more memories to share and last forever.

Thank You, Amy! Love the picture and it took me to another place and time this afternoon. One just never knows what might fall upon ones’ doorstep each and every day.



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‘Hi, Julie. It’s your Aunt Aline.’

With Amy off to an afternoon playdate and Allison finally down for her afternoon nap, I’d just settled into my favorite sunny spot in the family room to catch a brief rest and a few minutes with my favorite book when, annoyingly, the phone jarred me back to reality and up off the floor to make it into the kitchen before its last ring.

‘What a nice surprise, Aunt Aline. How are you?’

Now my dear Aunt Aline was my favorite …. I adored her smile, her humor, her pragmatic and yet eccentric outlook on life and her definite way with shopping. But…. it was unusual for her to make a phone call so I suspected that something might be amiss. Sure enough….

“Oh, Julie dear….. I’ve wrestled with my conscience about this phone call to you.”

Egads! That sounds dire! What might be coming next?

“I know the family has doubts about these dreams of mine and how foolish they think the future meanings are but I take them seriously so I just had to tell you about one I had the other night. At least I will have warned you….”

Warned me? The neck hairs rose…

Aunt Aline was the notorious family clairvoyant. While never sitting in front of a crystal ball or struggling with a ouija board, her visionary dreams were well known among us but only proved fortuitous every so often. Something was telling me that I didn’t want this particular dream she was about to share with me to be in that. . . ‘every so often’ category.

I was right!

While already a very protective mother (some might say overly so), my Aunt Aline’s dream in which she sees one of my three beautiful children drowned in the family bathtub …..made me that much more protective…. at least for quite some while to come, especially since dear Aunt Aline couldn’t tell me which one of the three it was. The third was still a work in progress and just weeks away from arrival, so I had years and years left to be mindful of the dream and diligent about bathtub safety. Fortunately, the dire dream never came true and we made it through pre-school and beyond for all three. . . without losing a one.

Speaking of one. . .


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So perhaps in the end… younger sister Carol (my mother) was indeed a bit wiser for all the growing years of being in the shadow of two older sisters. For when I told her of Aline’s phone call and that dreadful dream of hers, Mom’s reaction was scolding and pragmatic at the same time, “shame on her for scaring you like that but I guess it doesn’t hurt to be extra cautious when little ones are in any body of water, even the bathtub.”

Despite the distance of time and place that a ten year age difference can impose upon a relationship, Aline and Carol held true to Margaret Mead’s observation about sisters that. . .

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