A shout out to my "sisters"

In an effort to be a more consistant "blogger", I'm posting my second entry in a week! (we'll see if I can keep it up!) I've been doing a lot of thinking about my group of friends lately. I really would not be as sane and as level headed as I am if it weren't for this group of 5 ladies. For the last 6+ years, they have grown into my extended family. They have seen me at my best and certainly at my worst. They've witnessed me morph from an uncertain mother of a toddler into a (semi) confident parent of a very unique child. I owe them a debt of gratitude for so many things, but a few deserve special mention. They have always been there for me, and have never seemed freaked out or troubled by me dumping any number of problems on them, even though most of them can't relate personally to what we go through on a daily basis. They have always made Sam (and all of us) welcome in their homes, camps, schools, etc. I will never have to worry that Sam won't have a friend, because he does- 10 of them to be exact. These kids are more than friends. They have grown up always knowing each other. Of course they pair off and some like others better or get along with one another differently at different times, but I would be willing to bet dollars to donuts that if you were to ask any one of them if Sam were their friend they would say yes without hesitation. The feeling of having a support system around me is beyond description. Knowing that someone is just a phone call away is often just what I need to get me through. Now, we sometimes have to struggle a little bit to see each other these days what with kids in all kinds of activities, finding jobs, keeping old jobs, juggling home committments, but the dedication to each other is still there. Things are not perfect. We've had our disagreements, fallouts, arguements, and misunderstandings. I've come to realize that people can't annoy you so much if you don't care so deeply about them. Some of us don't feel as close to each other as we once did. People change, places change. Change is going to happen. What I hope won't change is the fact that somewhere out on this planet are 5 gals who mean the world to me. I just want to count on picking up where we left off when we meet again!