I was talking to P last night and realized I could name 1 best friend for 4 of the 5 sisters in my family. The eldest is 16 years older than me. So truely, she was off to college and on her mission when I first knew her.
I remember these best friends in and out of our childhood homes. My sisters would take me along to events, the playground and to their friends houses. So growing up, these were my friends.
In HS I found my own best friend M. She was eventually the valedictorian and went to Yale. I was the 123rd in our class ranking... We weren't in any of the same activities. I sometimes wonder how we ever saw one another. I'm grateful that we/are were friends.