Friendship

I turned around while waiting in a parking lot today to see this- totally uncoerced- and it made my day. 

I hope they always are close and have a hand to hold in each other.

To the outside world, we all grow old. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each other's hearts. We share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys. We live outside the touch of time.

Clara Ortega