Sisters… we laugh together, cry together, we’ve hurt each other and yet we’re each other’s biggest fan. Sisterhood begins on the hardest terms…two individuals who are growing alongside each other without choice. But then something amazing begins to happen. We go from growing alongside each other, to growing together. And if you’re lucky, like the two of us, sisters grow to become friends. Our story is unlike many others but the friendship we share is like one told throughout time. She is the person I can be my true self around, she is my adventure partner for any occasion, she is the one who appreciates music from any decade and will sing out loud at any given chance, she loves coffee and red wine just like me, and though we are different in several ways, the things we share together definitely outweigh them all. God knows our exact needs, from the beginning to the end. He knew I needed a sister like her even though at times, I very much disagreed. I know I’m the older sister; she sure doesn’t let me forget. However, she has no idea how much I’ve learned and am learning from her…she is as beautiful on the outside as she is on the inside. In many ways, I often wish I could be more like her. I am incredibly fortunate that she is MY sister, but even more so, I am blessed to call her my best friend.