I am singing the blues these past few days since my sister moved to Florida *sniff*. She took job at a hospital in Panama City and a condo in Ft. Walton Beach. With a pool. And her own private walkway to the beach. I forget- I'm sad why? Oh yeah, because she is 6 hours away now.

My sister is a single gal who happens to be a great friend, a great nurse practitioner, and a great auntie. My kiddos think she hung the moon. Not created it, mind you. We have given them theological training!! There were many tears on Saturday when we said "goodbye"; until Faith uttered those 15 magical words, "Ft. Walton is only a 45 minute plane ride and $38 round trip from Atlanta." All of a sudden, my children were envisioning solo flights to the beach, body-surfing in the ocean, cannonballing into the pool, and seafood feasts at the local restaurant. Oh, and seeing Aunt Faith would be great too!! Self-centered little beasts! Everyone knows I will be the first one on the plane to Ft. Walton; soaking up the rays; engrossed in a great book; sipping ice cold, sweetened tea; popping succulent shrimp scampi into my mouth....Um, huh, um. Sorry, just a little daydreaming there!

Seriously, I do have some concerns. How can we cultivate our relationship with this new distance? In what ways can I serve her, both spiritually and practically? (How can I cut my grocery budget to start saving for plane tickets?) Oops! Did I say that out loud? Let me hear from y'all. I know there are some gals out there who have siblings in another state. Tell me, how do you do it? I eagerly await feedback...