Sister I Love You:

I found this in a past blog:

“As the tears came uncontrollably I thought to myself, 'I am crazy.' I crawled out of my bed and went up the stairs. As I jumped in bed with my little sister and snuggled so close to her - I thought she would push me away. But she didn't.  She simply grasped my shaking hand - so tight.  And we lay there, talking about how we were ever going to get through this, I could feel love, pulsing through her hand.”

Thank-you sister for always being the one to grasp my hand with such unconditional love. You are my best friend and I love that we share the worst and the best.

xo