I do n’t have sisters, but that does n’t mean I ca n’t fall in love with one. I’ve been surrounded by various groups of female friends who have my up in every manner throughout my entire life.  ,  ,
My lady friends and I have always been there for each other, from major life events like divorce and activities to problems with infertility and quarter-life problems to everyday issues like career searches and what to use.
One of my close friends experienced her second separation when I was 14 years old. The divorce was carried out over Facebook Messenger because the connection had only been around for a short while. How was something like that hurt when we were youth, I know, I know?  ,
Today, about 14 years later, we find ourselves laughing at how really we treated the situation. But when funny as it is today, it was actually taken seriously up next.  ,
My friend and I both remember being so devastated by the separation that all I wanted to do was comfort her.  ,
We spent the entire afternoon sat in a McDonald’s close to her apartment until 8 o’clock. I bought her potatoes that we dipped in glacier milk, and I made sure she was laughing well before I left.  ,
That same companion experienced another breakup when I was 21. She was truly in love with this particular son this time. It was a difficult moment for her. And I made sure I was there for her, only like seven years earlier.
I sat with her on a chair at our school campus and skipped the first 30 days of my lesson to keep her and make sure she was alright before we parted way. This time, there were more tissues and kisses than just ice milk and potatoes.