I feel like lately I have finally grasped a few words to explain that abstract term that is sisterhood. It has been a year, and an eventful one at that. I have learned that sisterhood is not about friendship. Sisterhood is saying, even if you momentarily abandon us, we’ll still be here for you when you return. Sisterhood separates the like from the love. Sisterhood is about the unexplained accountability for each other, spawned from the shared history of trials and successes, the secrets no one else will understand. The word family is not just tossed about aimlessly, but a true representation of what sisterhood entails. Sisterhood is eternal, not by convention, but because of the glue of the experiences that hold sisters together. It is not about always being together every waking moment, but the pure trust that sisters will be there if needed without hesitation, without questions, ready to support and defend.