A Family of Women

I looked at this photo this afternoon, and was soon thinking about the relationships behind
the photo. The complexity of personalities, experience, and emotion defy description! But, oh, are we blessed by them! It's often too easy to dwell on the difficulties of a relationship, and to take for granted the wonder of someone who knows you at the core of your experiences. Far too readily I can forget that I have been there in their weaknesses, just as they have been present in mine; it's too easy to forget all that is good and comfortable and supportive and strong. And far too easy to dwell on past hurts, unresolved conflicts and differences of opinion.

These are the women in my life who know me and who love me. Who depend on me and on whom I depend. They have added more to my life than I can even acknowledge! There is strength in them that defies any weakness of appearance, and love in them too deep and steadfast for expression. These are the women in my family, and I wouldn't trade or change one of them!