Sisters Forever

Lord, help me leave a living trail

Of kindly deeds where I have been,

For I'll not have a second chance

To ever walk this path again.

Viola Jacabson Berg

We attended the funeral of one of my husband's twin Auntie's on Saturday. The picture above was taken two years ago at my MIL's funeral. They turned 97 in February and the family celebrated with a party in their honor. Aunt Pearl (on the left in the picture above)had broken a hip earlier in the year and never recovered enough to leave her wheelchair. So her passing was a blessing as she is no longer in pain. She leaves an empty space in all our lives but most of all in the life of her twin sister.

We never saw them when they weren't dressed in identical clothing. They might have different shoes or jewelry but always the same outfit. In later years they used different hairdresser so sometimes the hair wasn't quite the same color. But, even Saturday, they were decked out in their matching outfits. I'm glad when they get to meet again in heaven they will still match.

I never heard the twins call each other by their given name. They always said "Sister" when the addressed each other. My MIL (who was an oops baby) was fifteen years younger than the twins used to say how left out it made her feel. As if she wasn't a sister too. I am sure the twins never meant to exclude her as they are both very caring ladies.

They both went to the hairdresser and had their nails done every week. No pink polish for these ladies. Some weeks the nails were Christmas red or maybe ripe raspberry. I never ever saw them without thier makeup and fully dressed including their hose. In fact, the pastor said in his sermon he was sure Pearl was in heaven getting her nails done and not a hair out of place.

Up until the last year they both still drove and went to lunch with friends and to church. When asked what they wanted to do on their eightieth birthday they asked for a ride on my husband Goldwing motorcycle. They both came back excited about their first time on a motorcycle. Said their mother would never have let them ride behind a guy on a motorcycle.

So we will miss this feisty lady and I think their twinness (is that a word) which was so much a part of them .