When I was eighteen, my very littlest sister and I were best friends. We'd take long walks around the neighborhood together, and I'd ask her not to forget me when I went away to college. She was eight and would promise me with total sincerity that she'd never, ever forget me. And she didn't. All through my first year of college, my little sister would draw me pictures and send me letters covered with stickers and drawings of girls in pretty dresses. When I came home for Christmas, I slept on the floor of her room and we'd whisper secrets to each other.
"Our" song was Harry Connick Jr's "Wink and A Smile" -- we'd sing it to each other and try to figure out which one of us was the Wink and which one was the Smile... Every time I hear this song, I think of that sweet, smiling, little-girl-faced sister who captured my heart so many years ago; baby B was my little soulmate.
This past Saturday, a tall, strong Pennsylvanian boy asked my baby sister B to be HIS soulmate.
She said yes.
Congratulations to my beloved sister and her new reason to smile :)
I love this....and realized that B was F's age when you went away to college!!! I think about everything that's happened from then until now, and am realizing how fast it all went. Before I know it, you will have a story like this to post about F. My how time flies!
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