Today is my sister Lyndsey’s birthday.  It’s crazy to me that she is 26 because when I think of her, her 12 year old self comes to mind.  I’m thinking the reason for this is that that was right before I started working and getting ready for college, so we spent a lot of time together. I secretly envied her and wanted to be more like her.  She didn’t concern herself with trivial things and she was always causing trouble having fun.  She has always genuinely cared for her family and friends and would do anything to help any one of us.

Living far from family is weird, especially during birthdays and holidays.  I miss the fun we used to have…  She’s a great person and I really love her.  Happy birthday, Lynz!