Last night I received a phone call at 7 p.m. reminding me that I had forgotten to stop and pick up our children’s fundraising order yesterday. I had the kiddos all ready for bed, Nate wasn’t home and I had to be there within 30 minutes. I called my sister, who lives 5 minutes from where I had to go, and she gladly went and picked it up for me to save me the hassle of going to get it with 3 children in their jammies with wet hair in tow. That’s just what she does. She is always willing to help me out with whatever I need. She’s been there for me through thick and thin. She is my best friend and I am so grateful that God gave me Michelle, my belle!