There is something special about growing up
with your sister. It's that type of friendship
where you finish each others sentences and
you can just look across the room and know
what the other is thinking. Ah, the giggles,
the nights of camping out in the living room
eating pop tarts and iced aniamal cookies.
My sister paved the way for me, she doesn't
realize how much of what I used to do was because
she made it easy for me. God gave me her
to ease my anxiety, to be the wind beneth
my wings. My sister taught me about
so much, things that I needed to know
but only she would teach me in a way
that was okay to hear it. I love you sis
and I miss our times together.
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