on saturday morning at 7am, the buzzing of my phone woke me up. it was my sister saydi, calling from boston. i figured she forgot to factor in the time change, and i drowsily silenced the call. when she called again, i was a little annoyed that i wasn’t left to sleep in when i have such early weekday mornings! when the phone rang the third time, i groggily answered, “hey sayd, is everything okay?”
she told me that she had just booked a plane ticket and was leaving her house in half an hour, and that she’d be here at 8:45pm, if that was okay with me.
what an act of pure sisterlove!! saydi woke up, read a sorrowing email i’d sent the night before, arranged for the care of her husband and four children, and went to the airport. i am tremendously touched by her decision to come, and enormously imbued with love and strength from her visit.
i still can’t believe this happened! and i’ll never be able to belive how blessed i am to have this sisterlove.
on sunday we walked the dish, explored stanford campus and attended the end of a beautiful service in memorial church. it was such a pretty, bright day. saydi listened and empathized and taught and loved and shared and made me laugh. it was just such, such a beautiful thing to be together in this place in time and space.
i’ll forever cherish this time we spent together.
we went to church looking like sisters – colorful clothes and the exact same bag. after church we went straight to the beach and made it just in time for the most glorious sunset. gosh it was incredible. these pictures just don’t do it any justice! the last hues of day crawled over the waves and the mist and the clouds and the sand and it really was like a little slice of heaven on earth.
on monday, we went to the city, and we couldn’t have ordered up a better day. we ran nine miles from the ferry building, along the piers, past the marina and crissy field, across the golden gate bridge and down the hill into sausalito. it was so exhilarating and awesome. we took the ferry back and being on the open bay with all that wind in our hair was so invigorating, so curative and emboldening.
we ate delicious food at the ferry building and then drove to the tippy top of nob hill to check out the ribbons installation at grace cathedral (more on that later). we sat in the park on the grass under the sun and talked. we went home, showered, and shared my favourite meal in the world.
and then, all too soon, this miraculous, exquisite weekend was over.
i just feel completely at a loss for words to explain what this weekend with my sister meant to me. i am so blessed and so grateful.