Thank you Mommy for the beautiful baby.

Thank you Mommy for the beautiful baby.

I peered over the backseat of the car at the hospital entrance.

My mom lowered into the car carrying a white bundle with a pink face.

“Thank you Mommy for the beautiful baby.”

Ten days before turning three and that’s one of my first memories.

My sister grew up to be a CPA, lifer cheerleader, VP of Zeta Tau Alpha at UF, Spelling Bee finalist of Orange County.

I was the dreamer, journal-er. The opposite of  her natural organizing skills.

The birthday card I bought yesterday lies beside me on the kitchen counter.

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July 3.

Today is my sister’s birthday.

I was trying to find a picture of us even though the last time together was spring break.

This is all I could find.

We went tubing for my birthday last July. That is her profile. And Betsy, a friend.

I was further upstream trying to keep track of a seven year old who loved getting on and off his raft.

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She is a wonderful mother of two boys. A great wife to a great guy she met at Florida.

She works from home using her accounting mastermind.

I get confused with automatic bill pay...

She is coming to visit next week.

And I’m taking that camera everywhere we go.