Today is my little sister's birthday. She is 41. FORTY-ONE! ...and she is my "little" sister! Yikes!
I love my little sister. I have given her a lot of grief over our lives, but at least I am now here in the States where I can give her that grief in person.
Well, not today. We were too busy unpacking boxes for me to stop a minute or two and go see her. I did call her, but that is never good enough, especially when you only live 45 minutes form each other. Turns out, someone else had already given her a hard time. (not the good kind, like I'd give her)
I love you, sis. Take care and don't let it get to you.