My three daughters grew up in fairly typical sisterly fashion, that is there was a time when they could barely stand to be in the same house together, let alone the same room. This photo of two of them does my heart good and makes me proud.
My father would often ask me if I had talked to my sister recently; he didn’t want us to lose each other – and we haven’t – she and her husband are our travel buddies. But as my girls grew and spread across the country I heard my father’s words coming out of my own mouth. I am so pleased that the three of them talk regularly and look forward to seeing each other and even plan vacation time to make it happen. This photo was taken looking at one of the coulees in Medicine Hat in Alberta.