My best friend since elementary school, is practically my sister. We share our parents with each other. Her mom is my mom, since mine passed away. My dad is her dad, since her dad passed away. Her child is my nephew, and I love him to bits. Anyways… we have been friends 27 years. She beats up my bullies, I keep her short ass level headed. I reach the tall cabinets, she reminds me I’m overthinking a little bit too much. Without her I’d be lost, without me she has to deal with her husband. What I’m getting at is… I know I’m very damn lucky to have a friend like her and not many people experience it.












