Sisters of another mother...


How's it going? Good.
Good!
How's it with you? Good.
cya later.


There comes a time when a concept of family just has to expand. I don't mean a 'real' family...I mean those with whom we have so much in common, whether there is a blood relationship or not.

Where does this expansion come from? Who do you let in? What makes it work? Unlike most families I know, these "sisters" don't socialize but once or twice a year...but when we do...we pick up like there is no time or distance between us, even though miles, often thousands of miles, exist.

We don't call each other on the phone to just chat. We don't meet up regularly (often we can't). But boy, do we cry and laugh loudly!

One of these gal pals I've known for years, through my real estate biz.  We crack each other up, whether it's biz or not. Or cry with laughter. We been through tragedies, illnesses, kids, and customers (literally, all of the customers have become our friends)!

Another is connected through my biz, because I did a transaction with her father. When he passed on we really came to know each other. How we have come to share so much, is almost unbelievable....but between us, we have so many siblings, and trials, relationships, and when we talk to each other, we just crack up, or cry.

Another is the daughter of my dad's second wife (my mom predeceased my dad). Turns out that we have the same birthday. But we never celebrate those days. When I head off to Newport Beach, we get together over an iced beverage and a delightful bite, and we go on and on and on! We talk about our jobs, where we want to go (in those jobs), where we want to go (outside of those jobs), we mention the grandkids but don't focus on them. And then it's over.

As I think of these 3 sisters from another mother, I realize that I have at least 4 other sisters outside of my family.

This is my ideal expanded family. Ever-growing: mentally, spiritually, and having rockin' good times. And there is nothing that I wouldn't do for my sisters!

I do live richly, marilyn

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