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Sisters in Zion

I am a little concerned about my sister this morning.

She underwent surgery yesterday to remove a growth from one of her kidneys. No one is 100% sure what the growth is or what it means at this point. So it's the not-knowing that is making me nervous.

My sister is one of my heroes. She always has been - so talented, intelligent. She and I would talk for a long time when we were younger. She would give me advice on how to treat girls I was interested in, on how to handle our mercurial band director, and basically good advice on how to navigate teenage years in general. She was wise and she helped me become who I am.

She has lead a rocky life. I will not get into all of the details of her various conditions, but suffice it to say that she has been at death's door several times and has only persisted due to our Father's blessing and her own sheer grit. She's tough as nails. She has been through the valley of the shadow of death and has come through again. I am confident she will do the same this time. But it still makes me nervous.

She is the band director of a high school in Arizona - her dream job. She does very well with her band, receiving all kinds of superior and excellent marks. She also touches her students in a similar way that she touched me (and continues to inspire me) when we were younger, imparting wisdom, love, and a little bit of herself in each exchange.

None of us goes through this world alone. Each of us have been shaped by our experiences, each person refines us and touches us, making us who we are. I have been fortunate to have such wonderful sisters - I have three, each of whom are very different and very dear - and I am proud of the strong and faithful women they have become. I am proud to be their brother.

The errand of angels is given to sisters. I love you, sis. You are truly an angel.

Comments

B. Perky said…
Beautiful. Let us know how Aimee is doing.
Anonymous said…
Bill -

You're my favorite. We miss you so much.

Aime is in our thoughts and prayers.
Jeanette said…
Bill,
We are praying for Aimee, please let us know how she is doing.

I know she doesn't like me, but I am praying for her anyway =0P

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