Luckiest gal in the world

I love this photo...it makes me aware of all of the beautiful friends that I am blessed to have come into my life....for short or long periods.

As a gal that was born without any sisters, I lamented this as a child.  In fact when my younger brother came along two days before my sixth birthday I was so pissed off I hid in my Nan's bathroom for a couple of hours, waiting for the penis to drop off maybe...anyway, I do love my brothers but I did wish for sisters.  Then I actually noticed my friends with sisters....and they were not happy campers.  They actually seemed to be in full combat with their sisters, whilst I generally got along pretty well with my annoying brothers and when we did fight, it was all forgotten fairly fast.

As I got older I actually realised that I had it better than my friends with sisters...because I got to choose who were my sisters.  This is a gift greater than all of Midas' gold.  I have amazing women in my life.  They know every bad thing that is inside of me, and they still love and support me.  When the negative voices in my head are overpowering, I am blessed to have a circle of strong women to pull me back into positive.  How do I say in pithy words how much these women mean to me, I can't...what I can say is that when you need me, I am there...to laugh, cry, celebrate and plot with you.  I am there when you are in gaol...sitting next to you grinning like a loon...I have the shovel and tarp ready when you need it....you deserve no less than that...because that is how much you all mean to me.

I wish I could talk to that almost six year old girl and tell her that brothers are cool, but sisters by choice is the greatest gift that having no biological sisters could ever give me.  I wouldn't want it any other way.