I am blessed enough to have a tight group of best friends. Sisters really. We've been friends all of our lives. I mean since we were old enough to learn to write. We've grown up together. Been through elementary school together, jr high, high school, proms, bad breakups, our first periods, kids, everything. And when you have friends like that they become family, and their family becomes your family as well. Unfortunately throughout all of the good times, we've all dealt with some bad times as well. We have always been there for eachother. Out of the group of us, 3 have parents that are dealing with cancer and/or siblings that are ill. One has been dealing with taking care of a mother with colon cancer. Another has a brother with full blown AIDS as well as a mother with colon cancer. Still another has a mom with lung cancer who had surgery to have part of her lung removed and still won't stop smoking and a father who has prostate cancer. Last night one of my friends mom went home to be with the lord and ending her battle with colon cancer. After receiving word I was finally able to fall asleep, but I was restless. About 1 AM I got the call that my friends brother (the one with AIDS) closed his eyes for the last time at 12:51 AM. I'm broken hearted and saddened that I have lost part of my extended family. But part of me is happy. Happy because they are no longer in pain. Happy because I know where there spirit lies. Happy because my friends can get some peace, because anybody that has ever been a caretaker knows how it can drain the life out of you as well. But am I wrong to be glad but still be sad at the same time?In honor of them I am changing my signature photo.