
My baby sister turns 17 tomorrow. I can remember the decision to adopt her and her older sister. I was only six, and the thought of having younger siblings was both exhilarating and alarming. Besides being the cutest baby with a basketball stomach (she came to us with a belly full of parasites) and bowed legs, she was also a screamer. Waking up to her endless crying (until my twin went to calm her down) became routine as she transitioned from baby to toddler. She's not a baby anymore, and I'm so grateful I was able to watch her grow into the young woman she is today. Her life has shaped mine in so many ways, it's difficult to imagine who I would be today without her in my life. Happy Birthday, Dear!
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