When I picked my daughters up from an afternoon summer camp recently, they told me about a girl there who had suggested that my younger daughter should ignore her Big Sis and not be her friend.

Big Sis: “Like anyone could really come between us – we’re sisters!”

Little Sis: “Yeah, nothing can come between sisters.” (just as conversational and matter of fact as if she’d said, “The sky is blue, you know.”)

I have always told my girls how blessed they each are to have a sister because they will always have a built-in playmate and “bestest” forever-friend.

It is so amazing and rewarding as their mom to see that unique sisterly bond growing and strengthening between them. That closeness is even more gratifying for me, as a girl who grew up without my own big sister to share sweet secrets with and have there to help guide me along my way. My own Big Sis passed away as a toddler 3 ½ years before I was born, and it is a space I have always held in my heart. I remember my heart literally aching while I missed her so much growing up.

Even now, I wonder what our relationship would be like and what adventures we would reminisce about today if we had been able to share our lives with each other. I love my three brothers dearly, but I will always miss my sister that I never personally got to meet and laugh with.

Nothing could make me happier than to see my daughters share the kind of sisterhood that I always wished for.

(Me: “Nothing can come between them – they’re sisters!” And that special journey has only just begun!)