Pondering the Joys of Sister Hood  

ButteryDelight 58F
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7/9/2006 6:37 pm

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Pondering the Joys of Sister Hood


Pondering the Joys of Sister Hood

Around here Sunday is a quiet day. By that I mean that after attending church we tend to watch T.V., work in the yard and flowerbeds, or spend time doing a hobby. With the stores now open on Sundays, occasionally, we will go to the get an ice cream cone or a coke and walk around the mall window-shopping. Since, I really don’t watch much T.V. and it was 93 degrees and too hot for working outside, I chose to do a hobby.

One of my hobbies is watercolor painting. I haven’t touched a paintbrush since my mother died back in March of 2005. I have just had no inspiration. Nothing seemed to grab my attention as an idea for a painting. Well, this afternoon I decided to paint. I have several paintings that I started but did not finish for some reason. So, I chose one of tulips, a still life and cleared the kitchen table. I have a painter’s easel but really prefer to paint sitting down at my kitchen table. I gathered up my palette, paint tubes, paper cup of water and the unfinished tulip painting. I hummed as I mixed the paints in the palette and chose a brush. Just as I dipped my brush into the paint the phone rang. I ignored it. My family knows when I am painting I don’t like to be disturbed. I started painting the sky when my son hollered at me that is was my sister on the phone. I asked which one and he shrugged his shoulders and said I dunno. I reluctantly put down my paintbrush and came to get the phone.

The phone call was from my youngest sister Ruth, in Houston. We don’t see each other that often but we talk quite frequently on the phone. Ruth started off by telling me how pretty Sarah and Jeremiah’s wedding was. We talked about that for a few minutes but my sister radar was up and I just knew there was something more to this call then idle talk. Eventually Ruth got around to telling me that she had been “let go” from her job teaching at the Literacy Center” Hmmm. “Let Go” is just a nice way of saying she was fired. Frankly, I was shocked that they fired my sister. She has a PhD in Reading. Well, it comes to find out that they owners felt like she was over qualified for the position and wanted to hire some one else with less experience to save on the salary costs! What a big let down for Ruth. I sympathized and listened as she began to vent her feelings about her job and her boss in particular. It turns out that her boss also wanted Ruth to come up with creative lesson plans for his Spanish speaking people at the clinic, and the boss wanted them written in Spanish. Ruth has two years of Spanish in high school and two years of Spanish in college. And that was a long time ago. But, she tried to do what her boss wanted any way and for the year and a half she has worked there she has struggled with writing the lessons in Spanish. After several minutes of that, Ruth began to talk about her job at the college. Ruth has a part time teaching position at the junior college teaching teachers how to teach reading. She has worked for that college two years. The dean called her after she had gotten home from the Literacy Clinic and he told her they would not need her in the fall that they were looking for someone with more experience, teaching graduates! So, Ruth is now out of work and hunting for another job, any job. Ruth finally wound down and ended the conversation with asking me if I had heard from sister Billee. I said no and Ruth said you will. I was rather puzzled by that comment but went back to my painting anyway.

Eagar to get started I returned to my painting. A few minutes passed and the phone rang again. Again, I ignored it. And again it was for me. I sighed and put down the paintbrush as my son told me it was another of my sisters. I hurried to the phone and listened as the third sister Billee talked to me. She too started off the conversation with general questions about how things were going for me. I said fine, what’s happening with you? Billee burst into tears and told me how she had a lump on her breast and was going next week to have a biopsy done on it. I cried along with her as she told me how frightened she was, how she didn’t want to die at the age of 44. Both my grandmother and my mom died from cancer. I tired to get Billee to look on the bright side, that neither of those cancers came out to be breast cancer. We talked for a little while longer and I promised to call her next Wednesday the day of her biopsy. I asked her if she wanted me to drive down to be with her and she said no, her husband was going with her.

This time when the call ended, I did not even try to go back to my painting. I just sat, stunned in the chair. I had a feeling that I was going to get more phone calls as all my sisters call me when they have stuff happen to them. I am not sure why they all call me, as I am not the oldest, but they do. And sure enough after a few minutes the phone rang again and it was my other sister, the oldest one. She was upset about the news of Billee’s possible cancerous lump. I listened to her concerns as she said how unfair this was and yes. I cried right along with her too. I sat frozen in that chair, tears dripping down my face for a few more minutes. Hubby and son of course asked what was going on and listened as I told them.

I returned to my painting on the kitchen table but was just too upset to paint. I put everything away to be brought back out on another day. As I was clearing up, I thought and pondered about my sisters and my six brothers. Even though I am not as close to my brothers as my sisters because there is between seven and ten years difference in our ages, I still love them. I thought about how empty my life would be with out sisters and brothers. I thought about how sometimes they annoy me, and aggravate me with their teasing. And man oh man can those brothers of mine be stubborn and hot headed! But, I still know that they would be at my side in an instance should I ask them too. Yes, I am a fortunate woman to have the loving family I have.I am very greatful for having them a part of my life.

Do you have sisters and brothers? If you do, how do you feel about them? Are they a part of your life? If you have sisters or brothers, give them a hug for me and cherish each and every moment of time that you have with them. Life is way too short to let dissagreements seperate you from your family.


MamChelle 48F  
1443 posts
7/10/2006 5:47 am

Do you have sisters and brothers? Yes, i happen to be the oldest. i have Sissy, MamCsDawne she is 2 years younger than me and has a profile here. i also have 3, 1/2 brothers Charlie,30, Daniel 28, and Clarence (Clancy) 20.
If you do, how do you feel about them? Are they a part of your life? i adore my Sissy, currently i live with, and work for, Her. She and i are very close, and i could never see my life with out her in it.

My oldest younger brother, Charlie, lives here, in Cambridge, i love him, but don't see that much of him. Daniel, is the apple of my heart, whom i raised up when my mother became too ill, but again don't see much of him, because he lives in Parkersburg,WV, works midnights as a manager for a donut shop. Clancy, lives in Nettie WV, is a very spoiled brat, i can't stand more than ten minutes of him at a time.
i consider myself very fortunate. Sissy has been my rock through loosing my house and my life in florida. She was the arms that held me when the ex left and the one that strengthened me to get through the divorce. She knows me most times better than i even know myself.She is beauty, and boundless care when i need just that. She can also be the biggest pain in my ass at times but i'd have her no other way....

i am so glad that you talk to your family..and have them because with out my Sissy....i know that i'd be so lost. *hugs* c


wickedeasy 66F  
25377 posts
7/10/2006 5:48 am

i am very close to my sister - she is a constant source of inspiration for me - and with one brother who shared the wooly mantle of black sheep with me as we grew up

my other brother is more difficult - less accessible - but i love him dearly and his boys are truly extraordinary.

i have a large family and loads of cousins and aunties, and consider myself blessed

WE

You cannot conceive the many without the one.


ButteryDelight 58F

7/10/2006 7:19 am

    Quoting rm_mzhunyhole:
    I have 7 brothers and 6 sisters..2 brothers are passed..one died at age 12 of cancer..one was killed at 19 by a serial killer...the bastard is still on death row after more than 20 years..one of my sisters..the youngest..mzlola..lives with me..and 3 other sisters and 1 brother live right here in town..the rest live away here and there...another blog perhaps.
You have a big family too Mizhuny. I have six brothers and 3 sisters so counting me, ten in my family.

What a nice picture of your sister. She is just as pretty as you are.


ButteryDelight 58F

7/10/2006 7:24 am

    Quoting __JVT__:
    BD...I am sorry to hear about your sister's cancer. I hope things go well for her.

    I am the youngest of 4, one brother and two sisters. My brother and I rarely speak to each other, we just don't get along. My two sisters are 1000 miles away, in different directions, so I don't hear from them very often.

    I am glad you are close to your siblings and talk to them, I would rather have it that way than the way my family is. Wanna trade???

    Take care....

    JVT
Possible cancer, jvt...they will tell her for sure after the biopsy. One good note is the lump is the size of sweet pea. So, not very big.
Please remember to light a candle for her or say a prayer.

As for trading families..I have all I can handle right now, but thanks for the offer as my brothers would probably drive you crazy if we were to trade.

Buttery Delight


ButteryDelight 58F

7/10/2006 7:28 am

    Quoting MamChelle:
    Do you have sisters and brothers? Yes, i happen to be the oldest. i have Sissy, MamCsDawne she is 2 years younger than me and has a profile here. i also have 3, 1/2 brothers Charlie,30, Daniel 28, and Clarence (Clancy) 20.
    If you do, how do you feel about them? Are they a part of your life? i adore my Sissy, currently i live with, and work for, Her. She and i are very close, and i could never see my life with out her in it.

    My oldest younger brother, Charlie, lives here, in Cambridge, i love him, but don't see that much of him. Daniel, is the apple of my heart, whom i raised up when my mother became too ill, but again don't see much of him, because he lives in Parkersburg,WV, works midnights as a manager for a donut shop. Clancy, lives in Nettie WV, is a very spoiled brat, i can't stand more than ten minutes of him at a time.
    i consider myself very fortunate. Sissy has been my rock through loosing my house and my life in florida. She was the arms that held me when the ex left and the one that strengthened me to get through the divorce. She knows me most times better than i even know myself.She is beauty, and boundless care when i need just that. She can also be the biggest pain in my ass at times but i'd have her no other way....

    i am so glad that you talk to your family..and have them because with out my Sissy....i know that i'd be so lost. *hugs* c
Chelle, sisters are supposed to be pains in the asses. That way they keep us on our toes.

Hugs,
Buttery Delight


ButteryDelight 58F

7/10/2006 7:32 am

    Quoting wickedeasy:
    i am very close to my sister - she is a constant source of inspiration for me - and with one brother who shared the wooly mantle of black sheep with me as we grew up

    my other brother is more difficult - less accessible - but i love him dearly and his boys are truly extraordinary.

    i have a large family and loads of cousins and aunties, and consider myself blessed

    WE
every family should have a black sheep as a member, WE. But two??!!! Life must have been veeeeeery interesting around your house..

Buttery Delight


fancy_for_you 39F
3014 posts
7/12/2006 5:18 am

Buttery,

I myself am not close with my brothers....in certain ways. Coming from a small country town I am sure if worse came to worse they'd be here for me but on a day to day basis we barely acknowledge each other. My one brother is as most have read in my blog a major Meth user so I don't care to be a part of his life until he is cleaned it up. My other brother is a big wig around here being President of the city council, a summer baseball umpire....he tries hard to keep up with the "Jones's" if ya know what I mean. His wife doesn't even remember to invite me to my niece or nephew's birthday parties and I live a block away from them.

I have no sisters. So I deal with my brothers and their "hang-ups" and keep on keeping. As the old song goes "One day at a time dear Jesus". It's all you can do with a disfunctional family...or a functional one at that....take it one day at a time.

And as for your sisters and your troubles...I know it's hard to remember but GOD never gives us more than we can handle. He is there to share your burdens if you only accept the help.

Fuzzy

~~Fuzzy~~


ButteryDelight 58F

7/12/2006 5:50 am

    Quoting fancy_for_you:
    Buttery,

    I myself am not close with my brothers....in certain ways. Coming from a small country town I am sure if worse came to worse they'd be here for me but on a day to day basis we barely acknowledge each other. My one brother is as most have read in my blog a major Meth user so I don't care to be a part of his life until he is cleaned it up. My other brother is a big wig around here being President of the city council, a summer baseball umpire....he tries hard to keep up with the "Jones's" if ya know what I mean. His wife doesn't even remember to invite me to my niece or nephew's birthday parties and I live a block away from them.

    I have no sisters. So I deal with my brothers and their "hang-ups" and keep on keeping. As the old song goes "One day at a time dear Jesus". It's all you can do with a disfunctional family...or a functional one at that....take it one day at a time.

    And as for your sisters and your troubles...I know it's hard to remember but GOD never gives us more than we can handle. He is there to share your burdens if you only accept the help.

    Fuzzy
Hey! I just got chill bumps here. If you've read my post One day at a time you'll know that Rosie has a plaque on the wall with part of those words written on it. I KNEW the words sounded familiar! Thank you Fuzzy for reminding me about that hymn.

Buttery Delight


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