A Sister’s Touch


Oftentimes, holding hands means more than words.

My sister is my confessional.

She listens without judgment, suggests with my best interest in mind, and scolds with love. She’s awesome.

When I’m uncomfortable about anything, she reminds me why I’m doing it in the first place. That keeps me focused and calm. In circumstances when a phone call or text message doesn’t suffice, she drives 90 minutes to calm my nerves.

One of the many reasons why she’s awesomesauce.




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