This is my little sister. My memories of her begin before she was born, spending every night before I went to bed praying that God would give me a little sister to play barbies, make believe, and house. When she was born, my world change. She was everything we had prayed for, someone to kiss, someone to play with, and every thing a little sister entails! She is growing up and our separate lives are beginning and taking form. But I have found a best friend in my little sister and a kindred spirit.
