the thankful week (part two).
2. My sister. I look at my sister and wonder how that much goodness was crammed into a small person like herself. And yet, it’s there. And she shares it with everyone she meets. To know someone like that is incredible. It’s a gift that I try to remind myself of daily. Her passions are her passions. Her love is steadfast and loyal. Her zest for life is like nothing I’ve ever seen. Yes, my sister amazes me every minute of everyday, and she doesn’t even have to try. It’s just there.
More thankfulness here.
Be back tomorrow! xo, R.
1 comment:
I always wished I had a sister... cute pic!
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