Throughout history, the theme of sisterhood has been played out in many different ways. Lucky enough to be born into a matriarchal culture, I have always known sisterhood to be something of love, blood, cells, magical moments, shared experiences and deep connections. Sisterhood is as light as pixie dust and as deep as a life force.
When I was three and a half, my world was rocked by the arrival of my sister. Veronica Lisa Vallés came at her own pace, three weeks later than predicted. Rone and I could not be more different, and growing up as sisters was quite an experience! We fought like boys, cried like girls, but always had that inexplicable bond that sisters have. It may have taken us a long while to fully discover the magic of this sister bond of ours, and we are certainly making up for lost time now!
In our precious sister cocoon you will also find honorary sisters. We had the joy of growing up very close to our cousins. Rone and Crisann are very close in age, and they instantly formed a bond when they were little girls. We had a tight group of five in this cousin cocoon of sisterhood that also included Camille and Isabel. From innocent summers spent playing in the garden, to art classes in the summers, to boys and heart break, marriage, cancer, challenges with getting pregnant, living overseas, the travails of motherhood, career, singledom and all the wonderful experiences that color a woman’s life we have been there for each other and always will be. They’ve got my back, and I’ve got theirs. This confidence and certainty has been a great source of power and joy for me.
Rone and I have a wonderful relationship now, and we also have wonderful sister-friendships outside of our sister bubble. As I sit here on a beautiful fall day in New York and think about my sister Rone and all the women I have formed sisterhoods with I feel my heart swelling with pride, joy and gratitude.
Still, I am aware that the broader sisterhood is not always as fortunate as we have been in our cocoon. Politics aside, I wish that every woman is blessed with the beautiful, empowering and loving wonder of sisters. I hope that as women, we continue embracing each other in complete advocacy and holding each other in our hearts. Sisterhood is soft and comforting. It is also powerful and strong. We are doing it for ourselves, we are doing it together and we are doing it. Of course we are, we’re the sisterhood!