I remember the day my youngest sister was born. I was fourteen years old and she seemed so tiny and fragile.
Now she is all grown up with a beautiful child of her own. These days I have the lovely privilege of spending a lot of time with her. We often will say the same things at the same time, and there are times I know exactly what she's thinking and vice versa. Having a little sis is a LOT of fun.
Happy Birthday, Honey!
I love my little sister. She is one of the lights of my life--and a precious gift of the Lord to fill the emptiness of my home after my husband passed away. I am truly blessed.
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