True Friendship

"In the End, we will remember not the words of our enemies but the silence of our friends." Martin Luther King, Jr

My older sister and I were separated for a long time. Our parents tried hard to keep us apart... It didn't work. It took time but we found each other and somehow....became best friends.

At first...we didn't trust each other...but we both really wanted the connection. We pushed past the distrust...past our own needs....even past hurt feelings at times.

We're different her and I... our likes, how we do things...how we move in the world.....yet in other ways....we're the same. - Our pain....the way we look at life....the effects the abuse had on us....our desire to live our best lives.

Somehow we both figured out......to always keep a hand extended out to each other...never closing the door because of hurt feelings....or misunderstandings or differences. For the past three years we have been in each other's corner... encouraging... supporting....believing the best...accepting each other completely. And always with a hand extended out....never taking it away....never closing the door.....never leaving the other with unresolved hurt feelings...never silent...never ignoring the other. That has made the difference.

I fought so hard to be free....alone...with friends dying...or leaving...or moving on. For the first two years...I was afraid my sister's words weren't real....that she would leave...close the door....move on.. She hasn't and she told me she will never go away. I believe her...And I vow that to her too.