Today was the day that all of our belongings got packed up and put into storage. We have the bare necessities with us at our apartment.
A and D are sad that we are leaving this house. A says it's the first place she's been happy. We try to impress upon her that it isn't the house, but the people in the house that make the difference. But, I'll give her the benefit of the doubt. I believe our home has been a refuge for her.
As I glanced through each of the bedrooms tonight, my breath caught in my throat when I looked behind A's door.
Curled up and barely sticking to the door was this little love note D had written to her sister shortly after they moved in. It has been stuck to A's door for the last 5 months. These two girls have been through so much and sometimes they've only had each other to rely on.
Tonight I celebrate safe havens and the strong bond between siblings who can depend on each other when there is no one else to depend on. And I celebrate little love notes, quickly scribbled on a sticky note and left as a reminder that no matter what, a sister's love is always there.