Heeeeeey it’s been a while. If you are super behind in why I’ve been MIA, check here. Good reason, I promise. I’ve even been in the worst reading slump BUT I finished Windwitch recently (amazing!) and right now I’m currently reading A List of Cages by Robin Roe (thanks to Disney for providing me with a copy and a fun prize pack to giveaway to you guys) which totally has me engaged but I think by the end is going to have me in tears.
A List of Cages, so far in my reading, has a lot of really cool things to talk about so when the door was left open to talk about some of the themes, in conjunction with a giveaway, I was pretty excited because friendships and kindness seem to be a big part of this novel so far — two subjects I could talk passionately about for hours!
But I chose to talk about friendship — specifically, tell you a little about my OWN best friend.
I’ve had a few best friends through the 31 years I’ve lived — childhood best friends, my middle school best friend, my high school-through-my early 20’s- best friend and recently I’ve become with 4 ladies that are definitely best friend material in the short time I’ve known them. My best friends have been so crucial in my life. Even the ones that aren’t part of my life anymore I still think about all the great memories and how they shaped me even if we aren’t AS close anymore.
But my BEST FRIEND FOREVER?
It’s my sister, Angela. We are two years apart and she’s been my built-in best friend since forever. The interesting thing that I realized as an adult? I’ve actively chosen her as my best friend even though she was “built into” my life. And the relationship isn’t based on default status but has all the qualities of true bff-ship. And it’s been a bit of a journey:
As kids we were the BEST OF FRIENDS. Always playing together and doing everything together. Sure, we fought but we were BEST FRIENDS.
Then high school happened and my mom got diagnosed with brain cancer my senior year of high school. I folded into myself a little more and my sister went wild. We fought way more and I felt distance…but we still had each other. She was literally the only person who understood what I was going through and we got through it together.
Then my mom passed away going into my junior year of college and the split between my sister and I was just at an all time high. We could NOT get along. We were both grieving. She resented me because I was away at college (literally only an hour away) while she was at home watching my mom get worse. I felt helpless and guilty being at home and not being there but my parents would have killed me if I left college. So after she died we just drifted so far apart. I was convinced I hated her at some points even though I know I did love her — pretty sure the sentiment was shared. I thought she was being reckless and making bad decisions in her life and she thought I was just being a bitch who knew better than she did. It is interesting to note that even though this period was such a dark period in our relationship there were some times we could get along and stick up for each other against other people — but it was always ruined after too long of spending time together.
The point everything turned around? When my sister told me she was pregnant (with Genevieve). She had moved out and we were barely speaking and I was the first person she told. And INSTANTLY it was like nothing had ever happened between us. I went to her appointments with her when her boyfriend (now husband) couldn’t and I was just there for her in a way I know she needed because it was REALLY hard to go through this with our mom and I knew I needed to be there.
Everytime Genevieve has a birthday I can’t help but think how she is the miracle who brought us back together. We became inseparable again. It was so NICE to have my best friend back and our relationship grew in a deeper and stronger way as adults.
It was an honor to be each other’s maid of honors because I think of how much we’ve been through together. We are the only ones who understand how we still grieve my mom. We share her memories. I know if I need something my sister is there and vice versa — literally I’ve answered calls in the dead of night from her. I love that we can tell each other the things we would never tell anybody else and know we aren’t judged and that what we said is not going anywhere. I know I can always tell her about someone who wronged me and she will agree with me that they are the worst. But I know she will always tell me the truth because she doesn’t want me to look like an asshole. Sometimes I think my sister wants to kill me for how brutally honest I am when it comes to situations in her life but it’s a kind of honesty that you don’t have to sugar coat because we both know the other has each other’s best interests. Plus we always have the most fun together. And she gets me — on a level that nobody except Will does. I honestly can’t imagine how I’d have gotten through most of my twenties and now being 31 and entering a new stage of life being pregnant.
I always feel silly when people are like “who is your best friend?” because it feels so cliche to be like “my sister” but she truly is and not by default. As adults we’ve actively CHOSEN to take on the role. She’s my ride-or-die and the best friend I’ve ever had. I’m so thankful for this relationship throughout the years — even when it felt like it couldn’t be repaired.
I would LOVE to hear about your best friend or your relationship with your sibling!
Now for the giveaway:
One (1) winner receives:
- A copy of A List of Cages
- Plus a $50 Visa gift card to put towards a day of friendship.
Giveaway open to US addresses only.
Prizing and samples provided by Disney-Hyperion.
About A List Of Cages
When Adam Blake lands the best elective ever in his senior year, serving as an aide to the school psychologist, he thinks he’s got it made. Sure, it means a lot of sitting around, which isn’t easy for a guy with ADHD, but he can’t complain, since he gets to spend the period texting all his friends. Then the doctor asks him to track down the troubled freshman who keeps dodging her, and Adam discovers that the boy is Julian–the foster brother he hasn’t seen in five years.
Adam is ecstatic to be reunited. At first, Julian seems like the boy he once knew. He’s still kind hearted. He still writes stories and loves picture books meant for little kids. But as they spend more time together, Adam realizes that Julian is keeping secrets, like where he hides during the middle of the day, and what’s really going on inside his house. Adam is determined to help him, but his involvement could cost both boys their lives.
First-time novelist Robin Roe relied on life experience when writing this exquisite, gripping story featuring two lionhearted characters.