When I was little, I thought she was the most beautiful girl in the world (Why else would she have so many boyfriends??) Today, I think she is the most beautiful woman in the world.
She was always so sweet to me. I never remember her getting upset with me.
She was so smart! And so I wanted to be smart...just like her.
She taught me how to spell the word 'necklace'. She helped me with my math homework. She taught me that you always need to do it correctly and not to be afraid to do it over until it was correct.
She loved me...and my siblings. She took us places all the time. I'm not sure where she took us, exactly, I just remember that she took me with her.
She taught me not to curse when she covered my ears because her roomate said a naughty word...which also taught me not to be afraid of my beliefs.
I was and am so tickled that I am her "clone". (After the first seven siblings, the genetics repeated themselves in the next seven.)
I've never stopped learning from her. She still teaches me to be passionate about something. She encourages my artistic desires. (I say 'desires' because I will never reach her level of talent.) She teaches me to be loyal to family and instills in me the responsibility and duty that I have to those that have passed on. (They are still family, ya know.) She teaches me to be generous and loving because of her generosity and her love.
She is fiercely loyal, devoted and loving and I am honored to be loved by her.
She is funny...
She is funny...
She is tender...
She is a woman of God.
She is my daughters namesake.
Happy Birthday to my beautiful sister.
