My baby sister turned 10 Saturday. See the beautiful chick with long, golden hair? That’s her.
She’s incredible. She is always first to serve, last to grow angry. First to listen and last to speak. She seems to have taught me much more than I have taught her, because reading was never as important as character. I wish I could put in a blog post what she means to me, but I can’t. I can only say that without her life would mean much much less. She’s my sunshine.
I love you Gracie!