I was browsing through Facebook the other day when I came across an image of three sisters, similar to the girls and I, posed for a very sweet, creative photo. It made me double-take for a second, as I realized that our girls days as the Boyer sisters, the “Three Little Sisters”, the trio of gals closer than strands in a braid, are numbered. The photos that we take together will be fewer and far between, and the stories behind them will be so different and so new. It will no longer be just three sisters having fun together, it will be more along the lines of a reuniting after days of not seeing each other (I can’t see weeks at this point ;).
Over the past few months of Jessica and our family’s relationship with Levi, we have been slowly realizing more and more the firsts and lasts that will be taking place over the months ahead. The first of a sister and daughter getting married. The last of all three of us girls being in one house together all the time, day after day. I get so excited over the firsts, so prized and anticipated by all of us… and then reality strikes and I realize the little joys that will be replaced, which I have grown to take for granted, but know I’ll miss when Jessica is married and out of the house.
Time and again I’ll read the verse in Ecclesiastes which states “…A threefold chord is not easily broken.” Truer words were never spoken. When we girls talked about marriage and being courted, all of us knew the man to split us apart would have to be one swell guy (“Oh help the mister, who comes between me and my sister!”). Jessica introduced Levi to you all yesterday, and as you can probably tell, he’s one swell guy 🙂 Our girls lives have been so tightly braided together, it’s near unfathomable for me to envision what the new dynamics will be between us over the next few months and after the wedding. I’m a lover of change – good change – so all these anticipations are exciting for me. But at the same time I have a feeling gnawing away inside of doubt, fear, and a slight desire for everything to stay the same. It’s like standing on the edge of a diving board for the first time, looking down in the deep water below, your feet undecided whether to jump or run back off the board to the safe edge of the pool. I’ve done the running away bit several times when I was first learning to get comfortable in the water. But you know what? The jumping part was always way more fulfilling and much more fun than mere boring comfort. By the grace of Him who is strongest in our weakest points I’ll jump off the diving board right along with everyone else, and I know we’ll have a whole lot of joy come out of it.
So here’s to change! Here’s to running and leaping off that diving board and greeting the blue water below with joy and courage. Although it hurts to say goodbye to the old life, God doesn’t shut doors without a good reason. Each one that is opened and shut is a new chapter to a long, beautiful, adventurous story that I have faith will be one worth living every moment and breathing every breath unto Him.
“It’s just the beginning, this isn’t the end…” (Owl City)
Plus, as they always say, you aren’t losing a sister, you’re gaining a brother! And what could be better than that? 🙂
How did you handle a sibling leaving the home?
Has a new chapter in life begun for you?
-Charlotte, the youngest sister & singer