T-Pot Sr.

So I'd be wasting my breath if I told you that I wasn't completely envious of my beautiful little sister.  Not just because of her outer beauty.  But I envy her strength....Her conviction.  I envy the ease at which she lights up a room.  I envy her absolutely contageous laugh.  I envy the way that she lets nobody tell her what she is going to do or be.  I envy her lust for life and her passion.  I want to be just like this woman when I grow up.

She thinks thirty is a negative milestone...but I say 30 had better watch out.  Because my sister isn't playing around.

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