The Sisterhood of the Snuggling Cats

MamaBear Tribe,
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Last summer my husband decided he really wanted to get my daughters a kitten.  They had been asking for years, but we kept putting it off.  We already had 2 dogs and 1 older anti-social cat in our lives.  Plus it had only been a couple of months since my sweet cat, Kona, that I had only had for 4 months, had suddenly died from heart problems.  

I didn’t think I was ready for the risk of loving and losing a pet again.  Nor did I think that my daughters would ever be ready to keep their room clean enough that I wouldn’t be afraid kittens would get lost or stepped on in there.  If you haven’t been able to tell from my past posts, I am a sensitive person.  I hold things close to my heart and take things personally.  That’s just who I am.     

Well, my husband went to the shelter with my son, who has just as soft of a heart for little ones as I do.  After snuggling many cute fur balls, they ended up bringing home not one but two sweet, tiny, sister kittens for the sister girls.  My son claimed that it just wouldn’t have been right to separate sisters.  They needed each other.  He was right.

I’m sure they would have survived on their own, and led safe and happy enough separate lives.  But seeing them together has been so sweet.  Those kittens were so tiny and needy when they first came home.  They would hide under the bed, snuggled up to each other so close.  They would cry for each other if they were apart for too long.  They were best friends.  

Even to this day, almost a year after we brought them home, they are very close.  They will lay under the coffee table together in a big pile of legs and ears, snuggled so close that you can’t tell where one ends and the other begins.   They will clean each other, watch each other play, and be there when the other is ready to snuggle.  They get it.  They understand sisterhood.  

I get it.  I have two biological sisters.  One that I get to see as often as we arrange it, and one that I only get to see a couple of times a year if I’m lucky.  But we are sisters.  We have been through a lot together.  First loves, break-ups, marriages, divorce, babies, family vacations, personal struggles, the death of both or our parents.  We can’t imagine life without each other.  Although we don’t snuggle up in a pile like kittens, we do hold one another so close to our hearts that it’s like we are literally connected by strings.  

We haven’t always been as close as we are now, the teenage years were rough sometimes.  Or when we were in different places in our lives with relationships, families, personal things.  But the older we get, the closer we get, and the more we realize the importance of sisterhood.  

Sisterhood doesn’t always come from being blood related.  Many women find sisters through marriage- sisters in law or even, if you are really lucky, an amazing mother in law.  I have amazing sisters like this.  Ones that you weren’t expecting to come into your life and be a part of your family.  But they end up being some of your best friends.  

​Sisters can be friends that you've known since before you even understood the world.  I am lucky enough to have one or two like this-sisters that have been there through all of it and love you more today than ever before.  Or maybe you have sisters through things that you have in common, like one of my sisters is a runner.  She has made many sole sisters that have helped push each other further, pick each other up when one fails, and run alongside the other, with encouraging words and sweaty hugs.  They get it.  

As far as I can tell, the relationship that sisters have is about as close of a friendship as you can have.  Sisterhood is such an important relationship in your adult life.  You need someone to be there for you no matter what.  You need someone that you can tell your secrets to and not worry about them judging you or criticizing you, but just loving you.  

Every woman needs a sister, whether blood related or related through love.  These friendships only come from putting yourselves out there and really letting someone else into your heart.  Not being afraid of what might go wrong, or if you might lose them some day.  But being fully committed to being sisters.

Love,
MamaBear

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