Sister, Sister

How does one even begin to describe the love that sisters have for each other? I'll be the first one to tell you that the McCoy sisters know exactly how this love thing works. And no, we aren't perfect all the time or perfect at loving one another one hundred perfect, but that's what makes us click. Our imperfections. The things that we do the worst or the most annoying are the pure instances where I'm thankful to have sisters who know me so well that they know exactly what makes me the most furious. But that is what should be like. Right? We drive each other insane because we know that at the end of the day we will be laughing about it together. It doesn't matter what we say or do to each other, we can never love each other any less. My bound with my sisters, which has grown the most this past year, makes leaving for college next fall even harder. I never thought that my love for them would affect how I feel about moving nine hours away. How will I ask Catherine if what I'm wearing is presentable? How am I going to have sleepovers in front of the TV watching Gossip Girl all night? How do I keep them up on my latest guy drama? Whatever the case, no distance will be truly far enough to keep me from the never ending love I have for my McCoy gals.

Puppy Love

A dog's love. A love that never ceases to amaze us humans. For what do these four legged furry creatures actually know? We feed them. We bathe them. We let them outside for the restroom and teach them that using the bathroom inside the house is a "NO! NO!!" We teach them how to sit and stay. To lay down or wait until your mother says the magical words of 'amen' to consume their dinner. Us McCoy girls are lucky enough to have two of the most loving golden retrievers the world has ever known. If anything, I wish I had the love that my dogs have for my family. They are patient. They wait the extra five minutes sitting in the cold because we are too lazy to let them in at any given moment. They are forgiving. They never whine when we forget to go the store and buy more dog food, and instead of the usual cup and a half of food, they must share. Lastly, they, of course, are always loving. Through everything us imperfect humans do, a dog can only love us constantly. This is why a dog's love is special and nothing can compare to it.

JOY

Joy. The pure beauty of any smiling face. 

More Time

"The race is not to the swift
or the battle to the strong,
nor does food come to the wise
or wealth to the brilliant
or favor to the learned;
but time and chance happen to them all.


Moreover, no one knows when their hour will come:
As fist are caught in a cruel net,
or birds are taken in a snare,
so people are trapped by evil times that fall unexpectedly upon them."


ECCLESIASTIES 9:1-12