Soulmates. People search high and low, near and far, and to all ends of the earth to find their "soulmate"; someone they were fated to find and be with until the end of time. Little girls dream of finding their soulmate dressed up like Prince Charming. As people grow older the face of their soulmate grows more detailed and serious; however, they're still searching for their "person". But maybe we are all going about this soulmate thing in the wrong way.

Throughout my life I have had my fair share of Prince Charmings that ended up not being so charming. I never felt that spark, that instant certainty that I had found my other half, that I had found someone I would spend forever with. I use to get disappointed when my Princes turned out to be toads, but now I think I’ve figured out the biggest secret of all... What if, just what if your soul mate isn’t a prince. What if your soul mate isn’t just one person. What if your soulmates turn out to be your sisters?

When I started college, I was looking for someone. Someone who would love me unconditionally. Someone who I could count on. Someone who would know me better than I knew myself. Someone who could bring out the best of me. And I found someone, I found many someones's.

I was beyond nervous, the most nervous I've ever been for a "first date" type occasion, I mean the first night of recruitment felt like a first date. My palms were sweaty against my light cotton dress. My soft curls bounced against my shoulders as I rocked up and down on the balls of my feet. The doors opened slowly and I felt like chaos erupted. As I walked into the loud room, many strange faces smiled at me, then one stranger grabbed my arm and guided me to a set of chairs. We talked like people normally do, except just when I started to get that feeling that I was home, another stranger would drag me away. The process repeated over and over again. By the end of the night, I knew I met someone special.

It was time, time for me to walk down the isle... Or run down it rather. I was waiting anxiously. Pacing. Now it's time. I was running, I almost couldn't breathe. Can't run fast enough to get in my Soulmates arms. Then I was there, running straight into 75 beautiful pairs of loving arms welcoming me home.

I looked around at all my sisters. I silently took in their chatter. Their smiles. Their laughter. The love in their eyes. And I realized that I've been looking for the wrong people all my life. No Prince Charming was going to ride in and save me. But it's my sister's endless love and compassion that would save me after all.