Share the knowledge
If you have followed me you know that I’ve written before about my “girl time”. However this week, I wanted to talk about something that I realized this past Sunday evening. You see, I didn’t make it to this year’s Super Bowl Party, and I received a text. “What dates in June are you available for our annual vacation?” Now this was from family, but not from my Mom, or from my siblings. But from my “sisters”.
What do I mean? I have a group of friends who mean the world to me. I know it’s cliché, however it’s totally true. We do everything together, to the point that when our kids were younger they didn’t realize that they weren’t cousins.
Every year my friend Jodi and I vacation with our families at least once a year. This past year she had her vacations with her siblings, and a special anniversary vacation with her entire family. I have to admit it was a weird summer not going anywhere without her and her family. My kids and even Mark commented on how they missed our annual “family” vacation.
When the kids were little all of us would go up north and “camp” at a local campgrounds. Now I say “camp” because the campgrounds had all of the amenities of a resort. We would spend a long weekend together. Not just Jodi, but my friend Laurie, Shannon, and Nicki and our families. We get to be a large group however we are a fun group and one large extended “family.”
What’s great about this family is that we are there for each other in the ups and the downs. We’ve been through tears of joy and tears of sadness. We’ve watched each other get married, have babies, and even some of the babies grow up and move out on their own. We lean on each other for advice and support. We turn to each other in the bad times and we cheer for each other in the good times. Our family may not be related by blood, at least not all of us, however we are related by something more important, the heart.
We also get together for special holidays. Fourth of July is a big one for us. We get together for the fireworks, on the third and the next morning we get together for the parade on the Fourth. For me, getting up early and going to a parade is a biggie, since I’m not a “parade” person. However, going with my “family” makes all the difference in the world. It’s probably the first time I truly enjoyed a Fourth of July parade.
This spring I have my annual “girls weekend” however as I get older I am realizing that it’s even more than that. It’s more like a family reunion of sisters. When the six of us girls, Kelly, Jodi, Shannon, Laurie, Nicki and I get together it will be awesome! We look forward to it all year long. We will have a few days of scrapbooking that will be filled with sharing memories, laughter, probably a bit of margaritas, and lots of creating memories. We are sisters of the heart!
And as you can see, family does not have to be born of blood, but can be born of the heart.
And until next time….