Growing up, my sisters and I use to play "Old Sisters." It was a day we use to dress up in hats, gloves, and purses pretending what we would be doing when we get old. Our bedroom was the house of one sister, the other two sisters, one lived in the living room while the other in our parents bedroom. We would pretend to call each other on the phone to make a "sister lunch date" at our favorite restaurant (the kitchen). The meeting place would be at one of the sisters pretend house which was usually our bedroom or our parents room - that's where the lip gloss or Vaseline was for our pretend lip sticks.
Now that I'm in my 40s, I often wonder about that play date we use to have. Sometimes I wonder if we prophesied happy living in our years of retirement. The three of us have our own lives living in different places and doing different things. It will be a pleasure to see and to live life as the real "Old Sisters" enjoying that season of our lives. The only difference, we have a younger sister, and she will be included. Here's to happy memories with my sisters.
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