I have always wished I'd had a sister. Someone who understood me better than anyone because we had the same parents and the same experiences. Of course, this never happened and I grew up happy and healthy despite the chromosomal differential of my only sibling (who I love!) :o).
And on my 25th birthday I realized how rich I am with sisterhood. I am 25 and I still have best friends. Unabashed, middle school style bffs. And while I probably won't be buying them friends forever heart necklaces from Claire's for Christmas my adult life has proven that these girls are so much more than just people I pass the time with. They are my kindred spirits, my encouragement, and (as my oldest friend called me) the sisters of my soul.
I am so thankful for the love of people who take me for everything I am and accept me for everything I am not. To have the opportunity to love them and be there for them. They are always a place of understanding, honesty, and a constant source for laughter. What a beautiful thing to know and a priceless thing to have.
Ruth 1:16
And Ruth said, Intreat me not to leave thee, or to return from following after thee: for whither thou goest, I will go; and where thou lodgest, I will lodge: thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God:
Proverbs 27:17
Iron sharpeneth iron; so a man sharpeneth the countenance of his friend.
Thank you for being part of my life. For helping me become a better person and a stronger woman. No matter the distance between us, real or imagined, I love you. Seriously!
