I faintly remember that day, many years ago when I was just a tot myself. Someone came to my house to tell me that my mum had just had a baby. And she was my little sister. I was excited and I said I wanted to see her. They took me to the hospital and I looked into the cot to see the tiny baby. She looked like a doll to me. I asked if I could carry her. The nurse told me to sit down and stretch out my arms. They placed her carefully in my arms and I looked into her small, trusting face. She looked back at me. From then on, the bond of sisterly love was formed.
I've watched her grow up. We've had our disagreements. I've been so protective of her. Afterall, I'm her big sister! I might have bullied her a bit when we were little. But we've got lots in common. We even share the same month. People say we look alike. And she'll always have a special spot in my heart. And boy does she know it. And does she take full advantage! I know she loves me right back though. She has no choice.
It's her birthday today. Gosh she's becoming such a woman already. Little sis aint so little anymore. I called her a few minutes ago to say happy birthday. I don't know how she did it, but she managed to get me to promise her a new outfit. Men, the things we do for our little sisters....
HAPPY BIRTHDAY my darling!