On this day 33 years ago, a wonderful lady was born. Even my sister can’t believe she’s 33 today, but I think she’s headed into her best year yet. Being four years younger, I have looked up to her my whole life. Even now as adults. We are very different people, but I still find myself staring at her – dissecting how beautiful she is, her voice, her clothes, how successful she is in her career, her humor, and her joy as a wife and mother – admiring her.
I miss her so, and I can’t wait to squeeze her neck and kiss her face in exactly two months.
I love you, Summer! Happy birthday!