The miracle of building bridges

It's a miracle! Well after about 7 years of shattered sisterhood, my two sisters and I are talking again. I decided to open the door and clear the air with both of them.  All the stuff that caused each of us much pain seems so miniscule now. I know mom is watching from above and smiling down upon us. She always encouraged us to be kind to each other but, unfortunately things happen in life and we all handle it in our own way.  I thought I lost my sisters during my caregiving journey with mom while she suffered from dementia.  We all said and did some terrible things back then, but, thank God we are now able and willing to let bygones be bygones and continue to build bridges.