Dear Sister,
It’s your 40th birthday…(this one is going to be rough)
To love you is to….
You are my blood, my family, in some ways my twin but…
I don’t even know where to start.
There was a time when we were inseparable. We were so close that we were acknowledged in our town as “The Sisters”…basically one person. We did everything together…Went everywhere together. Worked together. Lived together.
I was older by two years. Looked out for you. Stuck up for you. Fought battles that weren’t even mine to fight but they were making you hurt…causing you to struggle.
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