When we were small, I always wanted to be nearby my sister; knocking on her bedroom door every ten minutes (o.k., maybe every five minutes) to ask: “what are you doing?”, “what are you doing now?”. Her most common answer, reading, never seemed as interesting as entertaining me. After a while, she usually caved, put down her book and let me enter her room. I vividly remember climbing up onto her bed, resting next to her on the pale blue satin comforter, staring out the window at the birch branches, completely content to be exactly where I was, with my favorite person.
Naturally, our lives have changed quite a bit since those early days on Regina Way, but the feeling remains, I’m always glad to be with my sister. How could I not be? She’s the most amazing person you’ll ever be lucky enough to know. Honestly. Sure she’s hilarious, brilliant and clever, but above all else, she’s real and in turn, she encourages (or sometimes pushes) you to be the same. She’ll tell you the truth, no matter how hard it is to hear. She’d most likely give you her heart if she could. She’ll definitely give you the hug of your life, hands down.
This year, dear sister, I hope all your birthday wishes come true, you deserve that and so much more. Thank you for being my constant shining star. I love you with all my heart, Doke.