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Sisters by Chance, Friends by Choice

My little sister is who I want to be when I grow up. We haven't lived near one another for any of our adult lives, but when we are together, we are remarkably alike. I remember once when I went to visit her, I found half a dozen items scattered through her house that were identical to items in mine. It was weird. And cool at the same time. Though we have similar fashion taste, she's the only one who ever wears fashionable. I err too much on the soccer mom practical side. But after being with her, I always promise myself I'm gonna spiff up and I hit the stores trying to mimic what she was wearing. She also has the creative flair that I got shorted. I decided to start digital scrap booking. I totally could not figure it out, so I never got off the ground. She actually started and has the most awesome layouts you've ever seen.

She did this one of us the other day, and it made me cry. She said exactly what I've said to Muh Main Man a million times over. The layout is hers, not mine, and the credits are here.
She is going to be published in the April/May 2008 issue of Digital Scrapbooking magazine, so hop on over and tell her that her layouts are pretty. It would really make her feel good if you confirm that she was even more stylish than me way back then.

Comments

Anonymous said…
BOY, great writers are in your genetics! What a beautiful WISH!

I feel SO guilty. I live within 2 miles of my sister. We have nothing in common. She has no children and is not married. She takes no interest in my children. VERY sad. You are SO blessed to have a little sister that loves you like that. Made me cry for you!

~Sue
Melanie said…
That is beautiful and might have even brought a little tear to my eye.

I'm off to check out her site!
Rochelle said…
This is soooo sweet! I have just LOVED lived close to my sister again for the last 5 years after living apart for many years. I treasure it!!
PandaMom said…
That is so beautiful! ; )
Laura said…
Wonderful! How perfect.
Anonymous said…
How sweet. You are both awesome girls. I never had a sister but I can imagine it would be hard to live apart. Tell your mom I love her. Terri
Amy B. said…
You are a very cool kick-boxing, soccer mom! Don't short-change yourself ;) I might have a little more of the crafty flair but you certainly got all the good writing genes from Mom and Dad!

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