My Little Sister

My Little Sister turns 40 years old today.  My earliest memories of her are from when she was 5. She was annoyingly adorable, a combination of cuteness mixed with a gentle, amiable spirit. Everybody liked Her better; which is why I had to be mean to her.  She took it all in stride until she was around 10. Then she started standing up for herself.  I knew my era of bullying her was over and secretly admired her new found toughness. I’ll admit that I was also a bit scared of her back then, because I couldn’t predict what she was going to do.

She grew up into this multi-faceted gem; Intelligent, courageous, independent, kind, caring, patient, capable, strong, talented, and tenacious. She also managed to  retain her gentle, pleasing spirit from childhood.  She is a wonderful mother and wife. She is incredibly loyal to her friends. She is the hardest working woman I know.  She has accomplished things that I haven’t even attempted to do. Every year, she continues to amaze me.  Everybody still likes Her better, but now I’m mature enough to understand why.

Happy Birthday Sis!