We love to watch their puzzled faces when we tell them we are sisters by different fathers… and different mothers.
Orphans, we found each other later in life. She in her fifties. Me in my sixties. We connected. Bonded indelibly. Found infinite treasure.
Sometimes water is much thicker than blood.
Sandra James writes from a rural property in Heathcote Victoria Australia and will publish her first novel soon.
I love this more than I can say. Is resonates strongly for me.
So often in life – so true.
That is beautiful well done
Lovely, an endearing tale Sandra!
Such a friendship is a treasure indeed!