Aye! Aye! Sisters!

Give it up for the sisters!

Frenchie Puppy Pile

I am sitting in the yard watching the dogs.

It’s a cloudy day but they don’t seem to notice at all. They run carefree sniffing the ground and one another. I sink into the lawn chair going over the long day ahead of me when I noticed the sister Frenchie bulldogs had separated away from the chihuahuas and were jumping and playing with one another in their own little world. This wasn’t the first time I watched these two. They will go about running and playing with each other until they fall into a heap of puppy pile adorableness (is that a word…probably…I’ll use it anyway).

I begin to think how wonderful is it to have a sister in a doggy dog world?

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Having someone you can laugh with and confide in even on cloudy days. I believe that they are one of the many wonderful gifts this life must offer.

So, what exactly is a sister? I asked google assistant. Google gave me a rather matter of fact definition referring to lineage and daughters of parents…well something to that degree. Seems a bit too simple and shallow to me.

Sister 1

I decided to ask the Frenchie sisters instead (yes, my lovely pet-lover reader I asked them) they gave me a sniff and continued with their Frenchie business. The thing that I love about my furry little guys is that they don’t say one word, but they show you a mouth full.

Watching those two in their tiny puppy pile a few definitions popped into my head of what a sister means to me.

They are your please don’t judge me because what I am going to tell you is going to make you fall out of your chair person. They are your let me borrow this outfit one last time person. They are the reason you made that dumb decision to dye your hair that outrageous color, then it became the conversation starter with the person who later became the love of your life.

If there was no sisterhood, who and the hell would we fight with?

Oh yes! I have witnessed the most adorable sister Frenchie fights! Pulling of ears and paws. Some of the most creative and brutal arguments on this green earth have been between sisters.  Telling them we would never talk to them again, then finding ourselves bored and lonely without them leading us to send the famous wyd? text message.

Let’s Have a KI KI

Kiki

Some sisters have no blood relations, and these sisterly bonds can be the greatest. Lunch and wine in the middle of the day for no reason to discuss the latest gossip or just to get away from the responsibilities of life. The occasional “kiki” at two in the morning, after a break up or a break down at the bar with that special someone. Find out what a “kiki” is click  here just in case you don’t know…Great song check out the version by the Scissor Sisters they did it best.

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 Getting back to the point. I have had the opportunity to meet some of the most extraordinary women after losing my biological sister some time ago. Within the pain of that loss I grew more appreciative of sisterhood, and begin to hold relationships more dearly. I now have several sisters that I call on, from all different races and walks of life. We hold each other’s secrets, joy’s and dreams. We encourage one another when we fail and feel discouraged. One of us always knows how to whip the other back into to shape by a sassy flash of the eyes and simple phrases like “get it together” or “you must be kidding”.

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Sitting here in this chair on a cloudy day, staring down at the tiny pile of Frenchie sisters.

I am proud to be a woman, I am proud to be a sister.

By Life Writez

This is dedicated to my beautiful sister Nesanet may you rest in peace & all my bold in control sisters of the world.

Thank you for taking the time to read Chi- Chi talks, feel free to share special times with your sisters. All comments and questions are welcome.

Walk the Blues Away

Old man and dog

Last week I met an eighty-year-old man who I thought was sixty.

 

RAIN & CAFFEINE WITHDRAWAL…

It was around six in the morning, raining and least to say I wasn’t too pleased about walking the dogs in the rain. I remember rising that morning and not shining but instead trying to blot out the morning sun by stuffing myself deeper into my pillow.

I marched and mumbled down the parkway attempting to avoid puddles but to no avail. I wanted to get home as quickly as possible so I could enjoy my morning caffeine injection and deliberate on how I would go about my day.

QUIET REVOLUTIONARIES…

On the parkway, there is a small pond, and if you get out early enough you can watch the geese. I don’t know whether I decided to become entranced by the geese, or lack of caffeine caused my legs to freeze. While I stood in the rain with my little guys, I noticed him there smiling and talking to his soaked shiatzu. This intrigued me, mostly because I always thought people who spoke to their dogs in public were revolutionaries (like myself).

Warm autumn

He laughed at himself when he noticed I was smiling at him, talking and smiling at his dog. For the next twenty minutes, he told me he loved a woman for over forty years, she passed and so did all their friends, and what he had left was his Nina after the famous Nina Simone.

They walked the parkway every morning the same way he and his wife had. He expressed to me that not only would the house be lonely without her, but he probably would never leave it. When he told, me he was eighty I initially thought he was sixty.

I WANT TO BE FOREVER YOUNG…

I went home and I thought about living until the age of eighty. I imagined not being able to call someone from my generation to discuss  how “crazy” the “new generation” has become “nowadays”.  I thought about how easily the man continued to smile. As I sat there and sipped my coffee, I figured out why he looked so young. It wasn’t his clothing, skin or hair. It was joy, this man had mastered finding joy in something as simple as walking his dog.

I don’t know your name, and I don’t know if I’ll see you again. I just want to say

thank you.

Thank you for taking the time to read Chi-Chi talks. Swapping stories is encouraged in the comments section. 

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