Mamaw's World

It is Sunday and the tears are flowing freely. I can not imagine anyone
else appreciating the silly things in life like she AND I did. The roaring, side splitting, wet your pants laughter that sent us into more fits of more laughter. The "Stop it, that hurts to laugh."
However in a few months of daily laughter I could hear her lungs open up. She just had more days of sounding stronger. That made me smile a lot.
Today as I sat on my Daughters porch in Oklahoma, I would begin weeping only to have a little smile creep out the side of my lip.
I would recall the laughter we shared just one year ago. A laughter that still rings in my ears and the vision of her running to the door to ask David "Need any help in there?"
Of course our Men were a source of a lot of our laughter. We loved to share stories that only a sister can appreciate. Stories you never tell a friend, as they do not know the depths of our closeness and Love.
Jeanette was a difficult but lovable sister. (Aren't we all?) We always teased as to which side of the bed she got up on. More than once I heard Mama tell her to try going back to bed and getting out on the other side.
I used to call her "Hell on Two Legs," But I would laugh and say, "Whoo, hope I am not in trouble today." However I was mouth enough for two. Talk, Talk ,Talk and tell things that should be secret, or kept under wraps, but me, I love to talk. Mama called me "Catfish, ALL MOUTH AND NO BRAINS."
We all, a family of eight children have different personalities,Some age differences kept us from knowing each other, Some were grown and dating and some were working while we were playing dolls and climbing trees.
Our lives all took different turns, we each found our selves in different situations, we each had our families to raise, we each never lost the love you can feel in a small two bedroom home, with only a living room and kitchen and of course the two bedrooms,
Mama and Daddy had a bed in the living room, the kitchen had a huge home made table with a bench and four chairs. We, the younger ones sat on the bench, Daddy made it for us. We did have a screened in back porch with a well on it. The back porch was the place we took baths in a number three tub. Rain water was caught under eaves for the baths.
So Jeanette and I took our baths together until I was about 10.
I will always cherish those days as they made me who I am, how I think and How I know The future is always going to be brighter.
Jeanette is now in that bright place and she would be angry and fussing at me for shedding tears

. She often told me "Let me know you are here for me now, I wont care when I am gone."
So I did,I loved her every chance I got, I called her Special Sister, I told her she was so precious."
Regrets? No Not Really, just regrets that I was not here for her in person, planning our trip to Las Vegas.