Monday, March 22, 2010

Happy Birthday Sissy Poo

As I sit to write this, it is goin on 4:00 AM where my sister lives, and I hope she is sound asleep in bed next to her husband. Before too long, though, she will wake to begin her day as a daughter, wife, mother, and school librarian. And today she becomes another year older.

Thinking back over the years that we were together as sisters at home with the rest of the family, I can only remember getting angry at her once. It happened when she was about 5 years old and I was about 14 and she got  into my nail polish -- or maybe it was my bottle of Evening in Paris perfume -- which was sitting on my dresser. 

I will not be there to celebrate this special day with her. I wish I could be. I love her. She is my best forever friend.


Oklahoma Granny said...

Happy Birthday to your sister! I'm so sorry you can't be with her on her birthday.

Lil Sis said...

Thanks a bunch, sis... I do believe it was the Evening in Paris perfume that I got into. Boy, did that smell good. :>) Sorry I spilled it - it had a tricky cap.

I miss you, too...