Thanksgiving

   
            I realize, that looking above, you may not see a lot of food, or high quality food, or pretty place settings. But this Thanksgiving meal was more than that. Not just because it was Thanksgiving, but because it meant sacrificing things we ate on a normal basis like bagels and cereal to save up so we could make it. So we could bring our family traditions together (although Alayna and I's often coincide). So we could feel the love of not only friends, but family.

              Because over the past few months, Alayna, Courtney, and I have become a family. We fight about things like who didn't do the dishes and who needs to clean up the candle wax and whether or not we can actually afford to spend money on things like really nice laundry detergent. But there are also few people in the world that I can say know me better, that have seen me at my worst but also see me for my best, that have helped carry the burden when I could no longer carry it myself. We help each other, we heal each other, we more than often drive each other crazy, but we've come together in ways that I'm not sure just roommates would.

              We're all sisters with weird dynamics. I mother Courtney (who is only a year older than Nathan) a little too much and Alayna will either tag along or pretend to be the cool aunt except she'll mother me whenever she has the chance and I won't listen because I'm the oldest and stubborn. We all depend on each other. We're all a little broken, and sometimes it's the blind leading the blind, but we manage to make it work in the end usually by the skin of our teeth. But it always works. And more than anything, right now, I am grateful for that.