My sister is definitely one of my favorite people. Let's be honest, I don't say that about a lot of people. And if I'm being even more honest, she might just be my favorite person. Yes, I'm seeping total sister sap.
From her beauty, to her poise, to her persistence, my sister is someone I maintain utmost respect for. Despite the fact that we couldn't be more different in a some ways, she is someone I admire so much. No matter the cost, my sister stands her ground. When other people pressure her to sway, sway she does not. Simply said, she is who she is, no matter the crowd.
Growing up, there was rarely a dull moment as long as my sister was around. Between babysitting kids running around, me throwing an emotional teenage tyrade, and dad cheering heart and soul for losing teams, my sister has always provided a source of laughter. Barbie photo shoots. Steve Urkel impressions. Imaginary friend phone calls, sleepovers, and Dairy Queen trips. She's never been shy and she's never hesitated to put herself on the line in the name of comedy.
We've had some crazy times together, and I know we'll have plenty more. We've fought and screamed and exchanged our share of hurtful words. We've also laughed and shared secrets that we don't share with others. Ever. If I know anything, I know that nothing will change our relationship.
Happy 21, LA. I'm really proud to call you my sister.
AMEN! Couldn't have said it better. We are blessed!
ReplyDeleteSo sweet! Glad I got to share in some special years with both of you.
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