May your hands always be busy
May your feet always be swift
May you have a strong foundation
When the winds of changes shift
May your heart always be joyful
And may your song always be sung
May you stay forever young
Here’s the thing about being best friends with your cousins: you never have to grow up. When you’ve been built-in friends since birth, no matter how many things change, they’ll see you as the kid you once were, and you’ll see them the same way. Three of us are married and one of us has two kids but there are certain things that will never change. We’ll never stop giggling uncontrollably in restaurants. We’ll never stop singing along (terribly) to Whitney Houston. We’ll never stop making fun of Sammy because she’s the youngest. And we’ll never stop being a unit, the four of us.
Four girls, all born within a six-year range, who have never known life without each other, who have shared almost every experience, who understand each other better than anyone else ever could. Two pairs of sisters whose mothers are sisters making one perfect set. It’s one of the greatest gifts my family has ever given me.
We got to spend the weekend in beautiful Big Bear, just the four of us. We ate a lot, drank a lot of coffee, watched chick flicks and laughed. When we’re together, there is always laughter, and not the cute giggly kind — loud, snorty, uncontrollable laughter that makes other people at the restaurant glare at you. The kind of laughter you can only come by with people you are entirely comfortable with.
It was a perfect and restorative weekend, just what I needed after a really hard week. It reminded me how blessed I am to know that I am never alone in anything, not really. I have a strong foundation when the winds of changes shift.
May your heart always be joyful, may your song always be sung, and may you stay forever young.