So here goes my third try at this :) As usual I own nothing, if I did our two lovely geeks would already be married with lots of geekbabies. Thanks for all the lovely reviews!

Some friends play at friendship but a true friend sticks closer than one's nearest kin. --Proverbs 18:24.

So I never really had many friends growing up. As a child I never had any true friends. . Kids stayed away from me and I never knew why. Then one day as I was getting on the bus and I said goodbye to Jenni a girl who was in my second grade class. Just before I got on the bus I thought I'd ask Jenni if she wanted to come over for a play date on Friday. I turned around and saw that her mom was picking her up from school, and as they got in her car I heard her mom tell her to stay away from me because I came to school with too many bruises. In all her youthful innocence, Jenni had told her mom that I was just clumsy and fell down a lot. Her mother asked her if she remembered about the "bad" people she had told her about. The people who were dangerous and hurt others. Jenni had replied yes. Her mother then told her that me and my family were bad people and that's why she should stay away. It was then that I realized would you honestly invite people over your house just so they could watch you get beat up by your dad? I remember when my eldest child, Eva wanted to have her first play date. I was running around like a madwoman all day trying to make sure that everything in the house was perfect. I remember Gil stopping me and asking me what was wrong.

"Sara honey, are you okay?"

I didn't answer. In fact I wouldn't even look him in the face, I just kept staring at the floor. He lifted my chin so I was staring into his eyes. He could see my anxiety. All my insecurities that shown through. But he didn't push. He waited for me to talk.

"I was in the second grade. There was this girl in my class her name was Jenni. For the first time I really thought that I could have a best friend like everyone else. Jenni was really nice. And her mom always packed homemade cookies in her lunch box and she always gave me one. One day I thought I'd invite Jenni over to my house for play date. It would have been my first one. I was so excited. But just as I was about to walk over and ask her I heard her mother telling her to stay away. Me and my family were bad people who hurt others. That's why I always came to school with bruises. After that day Jenni never talked to me again."

Gil heard my voice break and immediately wrapped his arms around me.

"Sweetheart, I'm so sorry." I heard the catch in his own voice and I knew he was again cursing all those who had hurt me when I was younger.

"Sara, this isn't a house where bad things happen. This is our home. All the other mothers know how great you are with the kids. In another hour and five minutes I know for a fact that you are going to be hosting the greatest play date this neighborhood has ever seen."

I laughed. Not so much because what he said was funny but because I knew he was trying so hard to make me feel better and I had to admit, even if only to myself, that it was working.

Later as I watched my daughter play with her friend Ashley I said a prayer of thanks to whoever was listening. I was thankful that my daughter didn't have to wait nearly thirty years like I did before she made a real friend. Though the people on graveyard had become much more than just my friends. They had become my family.

So I did a little research about Review Addiction and it turns out there are no support groups. Seems review addiction doesn't seem to be a bad thing. You know what that means? It all starts with that little button on the bottom of the screen :)