Said blanket starts out benignly as a baby blanket- hand-picked, pristine and draped lovingly over a sleeping baby. And, then it takes on a more important role. Companion.
Sister, I've Got Your Back!
As Harper Lee famously quoted, “You can choose your friends but you sho’ can’t choose your family…” (To Kill a Mockingbird). There’s something to that. How do we choose friends? And, how fortunate if the methodology for choosing friends, turns out to be the same formula for nurturing a relationship with a sibling?
