I like being around them and talking to them. I was over my middle sisters house with my older sister and we talked for more than an hour and a half sitting on my middle sisters porch.
I even got to use what I studied in college when we started talking about the bubonic plague for some reason and the conversation turned to the Dark Ages in Europe and the Renaissance and philosophy.
And then we were “comparing notes” and it turns out that people often say we’re all interesting people.
My sister is awesome too. I wish I lived a bit nearer to her. She’s like a second mother to me. I can tell her my mental and emotional troubles and she understands better than my mom. My mom tends to just bring up religion every time we talk of my difficulties.