Best Friends are hard to find because the very best are already mine.

I grew up with a brother. The best brother. I wouldn’t change it for the world and he is one of my best friends. But I didn’t have a sister. That’s until 5th grade and it’s at that time that I gained two. Come 6th grade, I had three and by 8th grade, I had five.  I have five sisters. They are amazing and just as different as one could imagine a family of five girls could be. We all have our own personalities and to be honest, I don’t know if we would all be as close if we just met in our lives now. We are bound by our past.  We’ve been through everything together.  High school stuff, marriages, deaths, babies, break-ups, everything.  We have been friends for almost 20 years. As people grow and change and evolve in their lives, they change, its impossible not to.  But the you that you were when you were younger, your true self and soul is there and that’s what we have held onto.

Recently it happened.  We never thought it would, but it did. We have all moved back home.  The ones that have left CNY are back from Boston, Nantucket, New Jersey, and have joined the ones who stayed.  We are all HOME and together again.  It is a dream come true.  The last 10+ years we have all been separated but have always stayed connected and united, especially for the big stuff.  But now, we are all back together again and now it’s for the little stuff. The everyday stuff that has now become our big stuff. I feel like the luckiest girl in the world to call these ladies my friends, my soul sisters.  Our babies can grow together and grow friendships (and maybe a marriage too?! ;)) with each other like we did.

We are truly blessed to have each other, our sisterhood.

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