from an article originally posted January 23, 2015...
Two and a half years ago my younger sister called me and told me she and been diagnosed with breast cancer. I cried, I cried, I cried, she softly said "Jonna I am sorry." I said "why are you telling me you are sorry?" She responded, "because it made you sad". She then went on to tell me that she was not afraid to go home to Jesus.
From an article originally posted October 25, 2013…
July 14, 1976, I became a big sister. My very first memory of my sister, Kara Lynne Thewlies, was her arriving home from the hospital. Kara and I grew up as very typical sisters. Being older, I was required to entertain my younger sister. I could be mean and my sister could be a pain. I always had a built in playmate.
My very first memory is my sister coming home from the hospital. I was about three and a half years old. I was so curious. I remember it so vividly. I remember thinking she looked weird. All squishy, a strange color, not what I had pictured a baby to look like. She also had a strange thing on her belly button that looked gross in my three-and-a-half-year-old mind. I remember this day so vividly. I have no memories before this day.
From an article by Jonna McMahon originally posted November 29, 2012…
My sister and I share a very special bond; we share the bond of sisterhood. We are dear friends. We have helped each other celebrate all of life’s joys. We have held hands through thunderstorms. We have whispered secrets late at night. We have giggled until our tummies ached. We have leaned on each other for support when we could not stand on our own. We have loved, respected, cherished, enjoyed, argued, made up, advised, listened, and told one another the painful truth our whole lives. We complement each other. We have a relationship that is so special to me. It is hard to put into words. We are very close. We are sisters.
A few weeks ago my sweets and I were able to sneak away for a weekend getaway. We were heading to the beach just the two of us to celebrate the wedding of long-time friends. The time away was much needed—relaxing, reconnecting, and slowing down from our fast-paced lives. I had never been to a beach wedding before, but I knew it would be a treat.
