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Our girls have always shared a room but never a bed. Even on the rare occasion when we’ve stayed at hotels, the kids divvy up with the parents. A couple nights ago after a premarital counseling session, I went up to check on the girls before myself getting ready for bed. This is what I saw:
Enna, on the top of the picture, had crawled into her little sister’s bed, joining Nellie cat (far right in grey), and a little stuffed leopard (right in the middle). This was the best picture we could take since it was dark, but it was surprisingly one of the most joyous things I’ve seen in quite a while. Never having a sister myself I often heard of sisters sharing a bed, giggling and talking, experiencing a bond that is so special and unique. It’s one of those few pictures a mom find herself going back to time and time again, especially during those other times of intense fighting.
The next night the girls wanted to go to bed together and we let them. It’s not surprising how it ended – after a half hour of giggling, trading places, tickling, talking, they fell asleep on their own beds. One of my hopes for my girls as they keep sharing a room together is that they’ll learn to share life together, recognizing and growing in that bond that only sisters can share.
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