About two months ago I had an unspoken falling out with someone who is so close to me we're like "sisters" and instead of apologising for what I did I dug my heels in stayed up on my high-horse and professed that they couldn't take a joke. And worse I fooled myself into thinking that losing this friendship was no big deal and that I'd always wondered what it would take for us to not be friends.
But planning Elana's first birthday party last night made me rethink about how stupid I was. We want to have a small party of just Elana's "family" - her grandparents and our siblings plus our really close friends who are like second parents and uncles/aunties (& brothers) to her.
My "sister" is still my family - Families have falling outs but they're still related - you can't escape your blood and you can't escape the people who are like your blood - the people who have been with you through EVERYTHING good, bad, horrendous, and amazing!!!!
So I bit the bullet, swallowed my pride and I phoned my "sister" - and it was great.