Vulnerable post right here 😬. This is something hard to admit but its the reality. I’m not a perfect person and I have issues.
There’s something special about having a sister as a best friend. She was only a year older than me, we got married 3 months apart from each other, and had kids at almost the same time. She loved my kids like her own and I loved hers like mine. She was the first to volunteer to help me with anything I needed and we talked to each other about everything. We had our differences and would argue at times, but would quickly let the differences go and end on good terms.
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