Tonight, as the three of us sat in the darkened living room, watching your beloved Andy Griffith Show, I felt a moment of such sheer perfection that I did not want the experience to pass.
Maybe it was because the two of you were butt-nekkid, as we say here in the South. (I can't even remember why y'all had stripped to your birthday suits!) Or could it be that I was feeling a tinge of guilt because I know that I'll be leaving the two of you for the next few days?
I don't like leaving you. But I need to spend some time with my sisters.
See, the two of you have each other. You are each other's best friend. As sisters you are constant playmates...sparring partners...cuddle bunnies. Rarely a day passes that you girls don't spend hours together. Oh, my sweet girls...you are blessed.
Mommy does not have sisters. Not blood sisters, at least. Mommy's "sisters" live thousands of miles away, in Arizona and California. And I haven't seen them since last November. When we were constant playmates...sparring partners...and yes, cuddle bunnies, if but for a few days.
So I'm going to be gone for a few days and enjoy some grown-up time with these two "sisters" of mine. While I'll miss you both every second that I'm away, I rest comfortably in the knowledge that you won't have time to fret over my absence. 'Cause staying with "Memaw Kim and Papaw Bill," and a weekend in Richmond with your father, Nanna, Poppy, aunt, uncle, and cousins, will make it all worthwhile.
Plus, Aunt Mandy is taking you to Kings Dominion on Saturday. Aunt Mandy rocks, of course.
Yes, I'll bring back souvenirs from Mexico. That's all y'all really care about, right?
I'll miss y'all desperately...please do me a favor and try to think of me at least once or twice while I'm gone.
p.s. Bloggy sisters (and brothers--hey Greg and Tony!)--full vacation report, with pictures, next week. I promise. I'm also looking forward to catching up with all of you...yes, I've missed making my blog rounds over the past few days. How are y'all?