Sisters= Spectacular

And If I didn't drink 3 cups of coffee I might not be as open but you can just deal with it.

Random Thought: In my last post I didn't mention that part of my job was to get in a banana suit, hold a "NOW OPEN" sign, and dance crazy on the side of the street. So if you live in my state and you see a dancing banana... Heh...

Okay. This ought to be interesting.


I want to say this to all you readers ( all 2 of you >.>) that I am thankful. Many people look at me and think my life sucks but... there are parts that are actually really spectacular. Even though I've had to let go of some people, and it's RIDICULOUSLY hard considering my past, I have the most amazing sisters. Don't take that lightly. A sister for a best friend is the best kind. Why? Because a friend can walk up and leave, but a sister can't as easily do that. They're bound by blood, and memories. Mine especially. I remember crying in Mary's lap, and she would just stroke my hair wipe away my tears as they poured over my cheeks. I don't remember what exactly she said at the time, but whatever it was, it was awesome. Ha. I remember spilling my guts into Melissa's ears, and she wouldn't overreact. She just held my hands, soaking in the information, and gathered tears in her eyes just like mine. I cannot begin to tell you just how much I love these two amazing women.
I just felt the urge to say all that... so I did... obviously. And even though I'm different... even though time, pain, and goodbyes have changed me, I can still laugh, and I can still feel like there is no tomorrow. I want the world to know that a lot of that feeling is taken up loving my amazing siblings.


Hugs on the other hand...