Best of Friends

I love my family. Growing up in a family of seven kids isn't always the easiest of rides, but I wouldn't trade it for anything.  I always shared a room with at least 2 of my sisters and looked forward to college when I could finally have my own private space.  We fought over dumb stuff like Barbies and who's music we could listen to and who got to sit in what chair.  There were days when I contemplated what it would be like to be an only child, but more importantly there were days when I had a whole group of friends to play with that all lived with me.  I had older siblings to come up with enough mischief to keep us busy and a younger sister I thought I could boss around.  I always had a confidant when I needed one, a shoulder to cry on. As we've gotten older of course the squabbles over pointless things have died out and our bonds have grown stronger.  I can honestly say my sisters are my best friends, along with  my  mom.  I babysat my sisters kids today and after she got back we sat and talked for about two hours. Not about anything particular, nothing we needed to discuss or plan out-we just talked. I absolutely loved it.  Tonight I called my mom to talk about Fall Break (crazy that school is already starting and I feel summer just started) and that was probably the thing that we talked the least about!  We covered so many other topics: visiting teaching, her new patio table, soccer tournaments of nephews/grandkids, and of course the usual "mom-alies". I love it. I hung up with my mom and just sat for a minute reveling in the awesome-ness that is my family.  Ever since Tyler and I moved I've worried about us making friends in our new neighborhood, making friends together, keeping the friends we had.  I'm very glad I had a reminder of who is really important in my life, who will be there through ups and downs no matter what, who love me despite the awful way I treated them as a child, and whom I will always love talking to no matter the subject.