Becca was the glue that kept the sisters together. Of course, it was a natural fit since she was the oldest of the three, but it was also because she felt a twinge of maternal responsibility since she was the one who had spent the most years with their mom before she passed.
A beauty! I am the oldest of three sisters...and our Mom just passed this October. And now begins the time when we are trying to connect on our own...without Mom being the glue...the connection. We share so many memories together...but we live far apart....all three...and so it's not easy to find time together. This lovely story really resonated with me...and wonder if it would be wonderful for us to meet in Maine...MY favorite place...to connect and begin the next chapter of sisterhood sharing time together. Thanks for sharing your amazing, evocative writing, Megan!
A beauty! I am the oldest of three sisters...and our Mom just passed this October. And now begins the time when we are trying to connect on our own...without Mom being the glue...the connection. We share so many memories together...but we live far apart....all three...and so it's not easy to find time together. This lovely story really resonated with me...and wonder if it would be wonderful for us to meet in Maine...MY favorite place...to connect and begin the next chapter of sisterhood sharing time together. Thanks for sharing your amazing, evocative writing, Megan!
Lovely story, Megan.....I enjoyed it so much. I love the way you write; you pull us right in!!