Sisters

Some you are born with.

God put you together.

No one can yank your chain like your sister.

Nobody else knows all your soft spots.

And if you are truly blessed you can work through 

your growing pains and come out with 

someone who will have your back.

Always.

 Some you choose.

God puts them in your path.

There is no rhyme or reason to the connection. 

It just happens.

And you know, no matter what distractions

 there are in life, you will remain connected.

She knows 

the good the bad and the ugly,

and loves you 

in spite of/ because of (?) 

it all. 

Some choose you.

God gives you each other.

You grew up together. 

You have shared stories and secrets.

The world would call you cousins.

God calls you sisters.

And I am thankful.