She is my best friend. She stepped in when my mother died and raised me to be the woman I am today (I hope I have lived up to her standards.)
She will probably want to kill me for a lot of these pictures, but who WAS cute in elementary school? I can guarantee that my mother sewed most of the outfits we are all wearing as kids...she was a "Demon" with a Singer sewing machine.
My brother stepped in as my Dad as I have grown older but my sister has been my best friend, mentor and saving salvation as I have traveled the road of life and steered me in the right direction numerous times...she is my personal GPS.
So she started out cute as a button in the baby picture...curly pig tails and all. Once her permanent front teeth came in it was a whole different story!
At least my parents had the sense (and cents) to send her straight to the orthodontist once those "Chompers" grew in. I was always a gawky ugly sort but at least I couldn't eat corn on the cob through a picket fence!
Once those braces came off she was a true beauty...still is.
She was a high school teacher out of college, taught my college room mate in high school...
introduced us and gave me another life long friend.She left teaching to become a flight attendant with Delta...for thirty plus years, and retired to follow her calling as a "Professional Volunteer."
An avid Braves fan, an excellent painter (rooms not canvases) and a friend to every person she has ever met...her heart has no depth.
She volunteers at a Thrift store and is one of the greatest things to ever happen to her church, volunteering so much her tithe ought to be cut in half.
She helps out her two boys (who are really men, but when they are your kids they will ALWAYS be kids.)
She is a dog lover, just like me...has a boxer but has lost several over the years. She even has a "Hell cat" that I can't for the life of me understand why she loves so dearly. But that's my sister.
Full of love and good grace.
Full of compassion for others (including me) and would take the entire world under her (left) wing if her arm pit was big enough.
The things she has done for me and the immense love I feel for her simply cannot be put into words, but don't need to . They are a feeling, an emotion and a sense that is indescribable but felt in the heart , soul and mind.
My mother left this world when I was 17, my father when I was 42.
They knew what they were doing when they left me in the hands and heart of my sister and brother.
Life has finally sent me a few bumps and ruts in the road. My siblings have been my paving crew. They have not only paved the way but given me the gift of love, support and the chance for some breathing room while I take a breath , plunge ahead and move on to survive.
Hopefully you will click on all the pics because even though she was geeky and buck toothed in her adolescence...she has turned into one of the most beautiful women I have ever known and feel ridiculously lucky to have her as a sister.
Happy birthday, Cin.
Know that I love you and that you have made a difference in literally hundreds of lives...if not thousands.
Thank you for giving me the honor of calling you my "Sis."
Happy Birthday, wishing you many, many more!
Til next time, COTTON
1 comment:
She is still beautiful and a first class volunteer. I should know after what she did to my house. I love her also. She is just tops and can do about anything.
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