Today is for my hat sisters. When I first moved to Tooele almost seven years ago I was very closed off, afraid to let anybody in. I'd been seriously hurt by an old friend and had learned not to trust anybody. It was a miserable way to live. Within the first week I met a beautiful lady whom I greatly admired but thought to myself she'd never want to be my friend.
Well, time proved me wrong. Within a couple of years I opened up to her and we started walking together. Our morning conversations were something I looked forward to and were what got me out the door in the morning. We discovered that we shared a love of the written word and for writing it ourselves and together we have grown.
She has always been an amazing cheerleader and tells me how wonderful I am. She always builds me up and listens to me whine and cry when things are tough. A few years ago her sister moved to town and they pulled me into their little family and adopted me. I'm now the middle child and can't think of a better place to be. They give me unending support, let me test my cooking experiments on them, take me to lunch, and make me laugh until I can't breathe.
Thank you, my hat sisters, for helping me to love and trust again.
I love you Shari and Jill.