My friend's are my sisters

I grew up with a brother.  Always wanted a sister but alas... My friends became my sisters.  They still are.  I treasure all the amazing women in my life as my soul sisters.  I am all the richer for it.  I was graced with an amazing mother who is now left this earth and I miss her terribly.  I take solace in my wonderful women friends, many of whom belong to the same club as I, an unwanted membership in the motherless daughter's club.  We hold each other up, we support one another and have become family.  A sister is of the heart, true and true.