My Sister is My Sister

On Saturday, there was not a flu, cold or otherwise symptom that I did not have. Thank God they hit on Saturday, and thank God that my mother lives next door. I slept the day away waking only when the chills or sweats made me cover or uncover as the case may be. Whatever this monster was, it came after Lil Prince, too. I had to stop being sick and start being a mom when the clock scared my son (I’m supposing due to a feverish delusion).  Saturday was a very bad day. As a whole, though, it was still the best weekend ever.

My sweet, wonderful, incredibly beautiful, ten years covered in prayer sister-in-law became my sister, tonight. Never give up hope, y’all.

And now what are you waiting for? Get up, be baptized and wash your sins away, calling on his name.

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