The Best Kind

This post is totally going to come across as corny, but to heck with those few of you that actually read this. I write this for me.

I have been sitting here thinking about the fact that I talked to both of my sisters this evening, and talk to my mom every other day or so.

Thinking about the relationships/friendships with my sisters and Mom, I can't help but smile.

Maybe even laugh.

I say laugh because my sisters' can be relied upon to make comments on my Facebook status' that make me laugh...so hard that my sides hurt, and so hard that my laugh goes silent, and gets louder.

I feel so lucky to have them as my family. They are built-in best friends. To me, that's the best kind.