Sisters, sisters, There were never such devoted sisters...



I happened to come across this lil treasure today and could not resist attaching it to my blog, for my sisters are my life.

This picture perfectly captures the beauty of sisterhood...

our sisterhood.

Whenever someone sees a family picture or is bombarded by five (including my mom)lively young women at the grocery store, the first question is usually: "ALL GIRLS?"

and almost instantly, it is followed by an enthusiatical, "YESSSSS"

i love my sisters. i love my family. i love my patient and incredible father, who in all honesty is usually the ring-leader of the laughter -he is hysterical!!!!

sisters are my life.

secret time:

Secretly, almost EVERY night you will find all four of us curled up next to the fire in the front room, equipped with our blankets and pillows, talking and laughing until we fall asleep. No Exaggeration. Beds are vacant.

Ask anyone who really knows The Jacksons.

i know, i know, what you are thinking: Why in the world would you do such a thing?

we are the Jackson sisters. we are bonded.

“We are sisters. We will always be sisters. Our differences may never go away, but neither, for me, will our song.”

-Elizabeth Fishel