Author: Martha Mihalick
Editor at Harper Collins
Shit, I can't count my therapist because I pay her, right? You see, I'm the type of person who has just a few close friends. And really not a whole lot of acquaintances. I've been like this most of my life; sure it ebbs and flows (like when I was in college), but for the most part, my sisters have always been my closest friends. They still are, to this day, and even more so since I had to move back.
I've dreaded this post all day (okay, since last night when I opened it) because sometimes I just feel like a loser whose only friends are her family. Now, I know this isn't true, but this is how my thinking goes sometimes. To tell you the truth, I don't think I could feel any luckier in life to have my two best friends be my sisters.
Childhood in our household was one thing (I remember many fights between the three of us,and I remember us banding together for a lot of things as well), but adulthood has brought our closeness to a whole new level. Even our mutual friends stare in awe at us when we are all together and lament that they wish they were that close with their sibling(s).
These girls give me continued faith in the world. Yes, we still get in arguments from time to time, but each one is an opportunity to strengthen our bond and our closeness. I cherish every moment I spend with them laughing, crying, creating, screaming, singing, hoping, dreaming, caring, and uniting for things we believe in. I am so fortunate.
this post a part of Reverb10: Reverb 10 is an annual event and online initiative to reflect on your year and manifest what’s next. Use the end of your year as an opportunity to reflect on what's happened, and to send out reverberations for the year ahead.