I was the oldest child in the family, and I so wanted a little brother. When my sister Karla came along I was NOT happy. First, she was a girl. Geez. Then, I had to share a room with her. GEEZ. She wanted to follow me around even though there were years between us, and she wanted to do what I did and wear my clothes and man alive, what a pain. :(
When I finally got old enough to get some perspective - and we are talking YEARS here - I realized what an incredible gift my sister was in my life. She is always there for me, always loves me, always makes me smile. We fight - and we fight pretty seriously - but we are both 100% committed to ALWAYS making up, to making it right, to staying in relationship. We have grown into Very Different people. Karla is creative in very different ways than I am, has different perspectives on just about everything, is always on time, has everything planned, is all about solving things. She is beautiful - not only on the outside, but on the inside. She has always been loyal and loving and she is a GIFT in my life.
Happy birthday, most beautiful, blue eyed, gentle hearted, wonderful, loving, dearest sister. You bring great joy, and I thank you with all my heart.