You guys, she is my best friend...and as a kid, she was my built-in best friend. You know, she had no choice but to let her little sister tag along, and do everything she did, or dress the way she did, or steal her clothes (yes. guilty). But the awesome thing is that as adults, we choose to be friends. And she is everything in a sister and friend I could ever ask for.
She's been there for me in some of my darkest times, she's asked me the hard questions, she's cheered me on, she planned my showers, threw me a kick-ass bachelorette party, stood right by my side on my wedding day, helped me move into my first home as a married lady, and even watched the birth of my baby girl. And gosh, she is one heck of an amazing Aunt to her, too.
Likewise, I'm there for her when she's going through hard stuff. When she needs a boost. I was there to help when she moved into her adorable little sanctuary of a home, and when she needs an ear, or a Target run, or a "hey does this outfit look good" picture text.
Everyone needs someone like that. The person you call first when you just have to tell someone about the crazy thing that just happened to you in the grocery store. Or about that great sale you just scored. Or about how you got drenched by the rain (true story). About what you ate for lunch. Or about the weigh-in we just had. About little things, or real big important things.
I love that about my sister. Serious things, non-serious things, small, huge, whatever it might be. She's there for me, I'm here for her. And I pretty much thank God everyday for letting me be lucky enough to have a sister at all, and most of all, a sister like her.
I'm proud of her. So proud of her in so many ways, too. She's been my weight-loss partner, and she just hit her 50lb loss mark. She said she wanted to do it by her birthday, and she did. Her determination and willpower has always inspired me and pushed me on during this process.
I'm so honored to call her my sister.
So, happy birthday sweet sissy of mine. I love you with all my heart.