There are some things in life that you just can't get enough of. Chocolate for one, babies, time in the day, friends, date nights, the list goes on. I don't get enough time to visit with my sister.
She is older than me by several years which is why we didn't get along growing up. I was a pest, she was too cool for school. She was the pretty one, and the smart one, and the talented one, the good one. I was the jealous one.
And now we've grown up. She is the pretty one, and the smart one, and the talented one, the good one. I am the proud one, so proud she is my sister.
I don't get enough time to visit with her.
1 comment:
This is very sweet. I have a little sister that I am still close with and so it makes me think of her. I like how you wrote it!
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