I’m sitting here with my best friend Kym in her bed in Los Angeles, California doing one of my favorite things in the world to do. NOTHING. We were watching movies on Netflix but then she fell asleep & I didn’t feel like getting up & picking something else to watch. So we’re just hanging out together. We could do this for hours (& have).

      I’ve done this with her in the best of times (when it’s been a birthday or New Years, or after someone’s wedding or baby shower), and we’ve done this in the worst times. Like after my accident & countless hospitalizations, or following breakups and even when each of us has had the stomach flu. Now THAT is how you can truly measure a friendship! If you can weather the storms of the worst plague to “hit your village” (so to speak), together then it’s probably pretty safe to say you’re in it for the long haul of the friendship. 

     With Kym, I realized that she is the sister I never had. She is more than my best friend, she is family. My own blood family wouldn’t disagree with this. But she is the family we choose not born into. 

    She is the person that when I was sick, & needed to move across the country & put my things in storage 3,000 miles away, not only did she helped me organize it all, but when it was time to move the stuff out of the storage unit a couple years later, she single handedly cleared it out & made decisions based on what she knew I would & would not want. Because she knows me that well. And was willing to take on that burden. 

    I look forward to our bi-annual visits together not because we do ultra fancy things together (we actually DO that as well, but that’s not why I look forward to coming out). It’s the little things. The walks around the neighborhood, the crawling into each other’s bed in the morning & talking until we’re both awake enough to start the day properly. The curling of one another’s hair for no reason at all except it looks pretty & why not. The way we’ve learned how each other likes their tea.

      Its all these little things that make up a “sister-friend”. Someone you know would do absolutely anything for you because they have, & through the good times & the bad, you still share the love. As the song goes, “We are family…I’ve got all my sisters and me.” And that’s a really good thing.