I followed the bread crumbs back to Arizona, and feel a sense of relief being at home. Though it's always a funny little adventure coming back home because there is always a sense of chaos, everyone has there own adventures and when I am home I have to follow someone else's lead, it is not just my time anymore. I am home for Easter and it is fabulously beautiful here in Scottsdale, which is a far cry from the rainy weather of San Francisco. The sisters and I spent the day together, which to tell you the truth does not happen very often, I think we are finally all realizing that each one of us is a different person, and we don't have to agree on the same things, it is finally okay to be ourselves, as individuals. I enjoy that as we grow up we learn to lean on each other more and share more intimate moments of our lives with one another. There are big things (all good) going on in each of our lives and these are turning points that for one of the first times we finally get to share with one another and be happy for each other as well. I am so proud of who my sisters have become both are two of the most beautiful boisterous people I have ever met, and for that I am thankful. I look at both of them with such pride and amazement.
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