A day with the old girls!

Hello my sisters!
Yesterday I drove my 84 year old friend Vera to see her sister Gladys (age 88) in a neighboring countryside. Another sister Doris (age 86) was there for a little while getting her hair rolled by Gladys. There is one more sister (Retha) that lives an hour away who is 90?. Now, Gladys is about 5 ft. but has a twisted spine so that her right shoulder almost meets her right hip causing a swagger when she walks and reduces her height to 4ft. 5 in. But that old girl (she has had 2 strokes...you would never know it) still does her own garden, cans ALL her own produce from that garden, cleans house, drives and put on one hell of a good dinner for us we visited! All the sisters still live in their own homes, drive their own cars and refuse to be helped by anyone....they are firmly independent. Listening to their stories of their farm life as children, all the things they could do, their strong belief in God and family made that afternoon a very humbling experience for me. I reflected on my own siblings and our lives together and away from each other and I realized how similar we all are even tho a generation separates the old girls from us. They love each other fiercely and always want to be together when ever they can. There are squabbles among them and certain sisters favor the company of another sister but they all celebrate the times they are ALL together! I was amazed at how much in common I felt I had with these seasoned women and how very grateful I felt for my own four siblings. Every day we watch ourselves get older but our love for each other is always there and always strong. It will see us through many sad times in the future.
I love you all, Rose