Sister Day
Every now and again, my sisters and I carve out a day to have lunch together at one of our homes.
Somebody picks up a sub order (we have our sub preferences stored in our cells) and brings it to one sister’s house. We sit and eat, sip coffee and munch on a sweet, usually one the host sister had prepared. Then we clear the meal quickly, put our feet up and talk the afternoon away. It is sheer bliss. I love them.


