Phonecalls and being at Peace

Had a phone call chat with my sister tonight.  We talk on the phone to close the distance between us at least twice, sometimes three times a week.  The text and email is endless, I've lost count of what the average would even look like anymore.  This is with my middle sister, the baby sis?!  Wow, I'm sure that its even more with her.  The three of us sisters have had a respective 35, 33 and 27 living no more than 30 minutes from one another.  We have seen each other through some of the roughest times in life, also, some of the most Joyous.
The chats are not usually more that 30-45 minutes.  Keeping up on the who and what.  Both of them are marrying their best friends this year.  One in the early spring and the other in early fall.  So, we have a lot to keep each other abreast on.
But, tonight was different.  There was some surface stuff but her and I delved a bit deeper.  We both marvel at the way our spouses (hers soon-to-be) have calm, patient manners about them.  How my child seems to have been born with the very same gift.  How with their help we are slowly moving toward that same sort of enlightenment.
I told her tonight that I never really made peace with all the moving around we did.  How I had such a pent up resentment for always picking up and leaving right when the roots were taking hold.  Six months ago my whole life came full circle.  That all the moving was for my own little family, how I could make that move for them less traumatic than any of the ones I ever lived through.  I have done that, not only did we move, we got back to a life that we all deserved.  Slower paced, happier, and healthier because of it. Its becoming home more and more.
I told her, "I am more at peace with my life path now, than I have ever been at any other time in my life." 
"Good" she said. "Remember that statement." she told me.
I'm doing more than remembering.  Everyday I try to live it.
What a broke down path and person I was before I met my hubby.  At the time I didn't even know it, never really came to terms with it until I was diagnosed with Post-Partum Depression.  It was up to me to get on a path that would lead to Peace.  Naenah deserved that in our relationship, Hubby deserved it in our relationship.  Most of all, I deserved it.
I have many mantras for any day of the week.  Today its this one, "Live today for the page of the story it will be, tomorrow is a new page.  Yet never forget to be Thankful and Grateful for what you have been given and who you get to share it with."
Those phone calls are a life line for me from my girls.  Just like waking up to my little family is as well.
I hope that you have found Peace, and that a little piece of it lives in you.
Norms