Sister Love is a Real Thing
Sister love. It’s a real thing.
Here in Central Texas we are quite blessed to have Dominican sisters around the corner. Like, really, right around the corner. Many moons ago, before I became Catholic, I had zero idea that they made sisters who were as young and cool as these. Indeed they do.
I think the thing that has drawn me to them most, besides those habits (!), is their pure and total joy for their vocations. That’s a love I want my girls to see, no matter the path they have for their lives. My girls are learning faith, modesty, love, joy, happiness, beauty and confidence from their example. And my boys? They’re learning the very best a woman has to offer – her love of Christ.
And, I’m not sure anyone has a better laugh than a Dominican Sister. Exhibit A.
The hardest part of this “Sisters in the ‘hood” gig is saying goodbye to them. Their vocation is a missionary one, which means they move from place to place every few years. I can’t tell you how hard it is to say goodbye to them. To be honest, I just don’t. We always part with “see you at the Tabernacle.” I hold them in my heart every time I go to Mass.
You see, before they so gracefully came into our lives, I’m not so sure my faith life was one to write home about. When our fifth son spent 44 days in the neonatal intensive care unit and had many subsequent hospital stays and surgeries, I came to count on their presence. Their prayers. Their hope.
They delivered. Obviously. Three Sisters, in particular, are leaving the Lone Star state behind and I would be lying if I told you my heart wasn’t feeling a twinge of sadness. Sr. Maria Fatima (left), Sr. Maria Guadalupe (right) and Sr. Elizabeth Ann (very top of the post) are off to spread their love in new places next year. Those are some mighty lucky people. (That sweet sister in the middle, Sr. Mary Elizabeth, left us last year!) I figure that if they changed our family that much, they’re sure to do the same in another community.
We have had real, deep and honest conversations with those women. The kind I would have with my college besties. I’ve learned to temper my tongue (well, sometimes!), increase my faith, steal LSU flags and blame it on someone else (shhhh), laugh harder, cry with more passion and fight for the things that matter because of them. What a gift, right?
Sisters. You gotta get yourself some of them.
What order are your Dominican Sisters from? At Our school, we have Dominican Sisters of St. Cecilia!
We are blessed to have the Ann Arbor Dominicans, but our daughter is named after a Nashville Dominican – equal opportunity love here!
Love the pic with Will. They seem so filled with JOY in all the pics!
What a great post, Kathryn. I love our Sisters, too!
We have the same Dominican sisters at our school in Il and my experience with them is exactly what you mentioned – they live with so much JOY! I feel so blessed to know them and I am constantly challenged by their faith and love! I too have been thinking about how difficult it is to say good bye. We are much closer to their motherhouse in Michigan so we get up there occasionally so it really isn’t goodbye forever in most cases but I love your thought of meeting at the tabernacle – Thanks for this post!
I’ve loved the Dominican sisters ever since they began bringing students to Destination Jesus at Our Lady of Mt. Carmel (now, they are THE sisters at Our Lady of Mt. Carmel). I remember running into a few of them that I recognized from DJ in Rome at a religious goods store (got some hugs, too}. They are so joyful and you can’t help but smile when you are in their presence.
We just had Dominican Sisters come to our area to hold a VBS. Our girls loved them and they made a very big impression upon them.