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Today, I celebrate 31 years of memories with my sister.
I celebrate two little girls sharing a room with bunk beds, but both of us ending up on the same bunk, giggling long into the night and hushing when we heard Dad or Mom walk by. I celebrate wearing matching outfits and beaming with pride when strangers asked if we were twins. I celebrate friendship bracelets and written pacts buried in secret places.
I celebrate sticking up for each other and vehemently proclaiming, “It’s just us against the world!” I celebrate heartaches and betrayals weathered together. I celebrate marriage proposals and maids of honor. I celebrate friendship that trumps time and space and schedules. I celebrate shared tears and laughter. I celebrate unconditional love, unfailing support, and unlimited calling plans.
I celebrate my sister and best friend, for she is beautiful and strong, kind and wise. Happy birthday, Missy May! I love you!
I celebrate two little girls sharing a room with bunk beds, but both of us ending up on the same bunk, giggling long into the night and hushing when we heard Dad or Mom walk by. I celebrate wearing matching outfits and beaming with pride when strangers asked if we were twins. I celebrate friendship bracelets and written pacts buried in secret places.
I celebrate sticking up for each other and vehemently proclaiming, “It’s just us against the world!” I celebrate heartaches and betrayals weathered together. I celebrate marriage proposals and maids of honor. I celebrate friendship that trumps time and space and schedules. I celebrate shared tears and laughter. I celebrate unconditional love, unfailing support, and unlimited calling plans.
I celebrate my sister and best friend, for she is beautiful and strong, kind and wise. Happy birthday, Missy May! I love you!
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