I wanted a sister

When I was younger, I wanted a sister. I had two brothers (that's enough for any girl) and I desperately wanted a baby sister. God in his wisdom didn't give me a sister (he did give me another brother - who by the way has been a God send especially in my older years and very much so recently). I wanted a sister so much that Mom and Dad even considered adopting one, but didn't.

Many years ago, Greg went to live with our grandmother, after our grandfather passed away. We didn't really understand why he was sent to live in north Alabama (we lived in Montgomery - the center of the state). He was my closest friend and brother and it just about killed me to see him leave. I don't think he understood until many years later (and Mom regretted many times having agreed to let him go but this was a promise to a dying parent). Because of this decision, I finally got a sister (didn't know it for many years). While in North Alabama, Greg met and fell in love with the most beautiful girl any of our family had ever seen. She was not only beautiful on the outside, but also on the inside. And best of all, she has remained just as beautiful all these years.

Today is Janice's birthday and I just wanted to let her know I thankful I am that she became my FIRST sister. I haven't always shown it or let her know but I truly love her and am so glad she is a member of this family. So, HAPPY BIRTHDAY little sister. I LOVE YOU.

p.S. Greg is my second brother and has always been the closest to me. The above mentioned little brother was Rex (and he also gave me a very lovely sister many years later. As a matter of fact his wife, Valerie, is actually my twin, 5 years later). For those who don't get that, she and I share the same birthday, 5 years apart.