I arrive home to the poppies blooming. Often their blooms get beaten down by the rain, but this year they are beautiful. Their ruffled leaves unfold to music inside my head.

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You keep your past by having sisters. As you get older, they're the only ones who don't get bored if you talk about your memories.

Deborah Moggach

I arrive home after spending a few days with my sister where, I help her get some business done. We are so successful we have time left over to play. We go out to lunch one day, shop a bit and pick up a flat of strawberries to make jam. We watch a great documentary one night about Pete Souza, President Obama’s White House photographer, and we talk a lot about our childhoods and our parents. She helps me sort though some of the old memories I have helping me to see things more clearly. Being ten years older, he remembers more details to my bits and pieces. I come home with little bit more sense of where I come from, who I am and how I want to move forward.