My sister, My best friend

Although I don't like to cling to my past,

sometimes I need to be reminded of where I came from.

My family roots.

Who I am.

No body can bring me back to where I came from like my sister.

You see growing up, 

my sister and I were polar OPPOSITES.

We were 4 years apart and had NOTHING in common.

She was the tom boy,

I was the girly girl.

She was Miss Popular.

Me, well, I was a nerd.

She was a free spirit,

I was ALWAYS uptight and worried.

In fact, for a good majority of growing up,

I didn't like my sister.

I was SURE she belonged to a different family.

She had that PERFECT skin that NEVER broke out,

had a super model body,

and could NOT take a bad picture if she tried.

As we got older,

the fights would shift from stealing TOYS to stealing CLOTHES.

{I always liked her clothes better}

It wasn't until she graduated high school that our relationship changed for the better.

We began to understand each other.

We realized WE were all each other had.

My sister became my safety net in the chaotic world I was leading.

She knew me as I always was. 

She NEVER judged.

YAY Auntie Gillian graduated college

Now that I have a family of my own,

our sister time is far and few between.

Most of our phone conversations involve Miss L talking over us or screaming in the background.

My sister understands that,

and loves me anyway.

I thank God for my sister.

I'm not sure I could go at this life without her. 

She knows my heart NOW and she knew it THEN.

We can laugh at family jokes,

cry over sorrows,

Laugh over our Daddy's jokes,

Give advice to our momma,

vent to,

bounce ideas off of.

She is the keeper of my identity,
and my best friend.

and THAT is pretty awesome!

I love you Gillian with my WHOLE heart!