Thursday, October 9, 2008
I miss my sister, a lot. I miss that I could just call her whenever and say, "let's go do this....right now!" I miss having my best friend around. I know she's doing an amazing thing in Africa right now, and I hope that little town in Zambia knows the value of what they got. Because, at home. We miss her, bad.
My sister is the BEST at most things. I know, extreme...but if you knew her, you'd know it's true. She remembers everything, she's creative, she's so giving, and just plain fun. I miss her to itty bitty little teeny eansie weansie pieces.
Come home to me....in 1 1/2 months. I'll let you stay that long, but not longer. Got it?