#2 My sisters

For all the face slapping, hair pulling, name calling and general ruckus caused from living in a house with three sisters, I am eternally blessed to call them just that.

They are always going to be in my foxhole-and not just because they have to- because they want to.

They make me proud to carry on the heritage of my family, proud that they share my face, my legs & my neurosis.

I love them without reconciliation and I am a better person for having them in my life.

#1 My Husband

I turned 30 on Saturday and decided that I would do a series of the 30 things...one a day.....of people/things/memories that I have shaped me. That I am grateful for.

So here is my first:

#1 My Husband

There is a spectacular way that he has about him that makes me want to be near him, even when he frustrates me and I would rather punch him in the face. I want to be closer than is physically possible to him. I love him without reason, or forfeit. I don't' have to be anything more or less. He makes me feel like I am just enough of something to not give up. And so I don't.

I remember meeting him, 1st kissing-him, falling in love with him and growing-up with him.

I can't wait to start a family with him.

I am so angry today. Nothing else.