Sisters

I have mentioned many, many times on my other blog how much my sisters mean to me. I am so grateful that my mom raised us to be friends as well as siblings. Of course there are times when we fight like sisters, but I also know, without a doubt, that if I ever needed anything or something happened, my sisters would be some of the first to be by my side. I guess you could say we have each others backs (and have taken it to the extremes when it comes to boyfriends and/or mean girls :)). I would go to end of the world for my sisters, and I know they would do the same for me. Today was no different. Our Tahoe was ready to be picked up at the GM dealership and needed paid for. Jason asked if I could find somebody to give me a ride, and I reminded him that Bethany lived in Laramie. Without hesitation, I knew that I could call Bethany and as soon as her schedule allowed she would give Jake and I a ride (and put Jake's shoes on, and his shirt on, and haul him out to the car, and put him in his carseat, and reload him in the Tahoe, and so on). When it was time to part ways, I thanked Beth for letting us bum a ride off her. I felt the spirit so strong and knew how important it was for me to help my own kids form strong bonds with each other. I am so thankful that my mom taught us to put family first through her words and her actions, and I feel so blessed that Heavenly Father sent me 4 wonderful sisters to be my best friends.