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best sister award

no, not me!  my sister.


i'd like to take this post to introduce you to my sister, karen.  she's pretty much amazing and i don't deserve her at all.


example 1-yesterday was an ordinary day.  i called her to help me through indecisiveness and to complain, etc.  then later in the day, I get this...





2-i mooched off her all fallish last year and she totally took care of me and didn't make me feel bad about it once.  i made myself feel pretty bad about it, but that's besides the point.  i was in a tough place in that time and she was just there for me... completely.  without question.  she taped/dvr/tivo (whatever) her favorite shows to watch the many games (cardinals of course) with me.  i could continue with that, but i'll stop for now.
3-i call her to complain, but i rarely call to rejoice with her.  she listens to me and let's me get it out and is supportive through the whole thing.  she probably gets the worst of me than anyone else.  i don't hold back with her... at all.  which is probably a bad thing sometimes.
4-she's always giving giving giving.  she always acts like it's not a big deal.  i struggle with accepting help.  for awhile she called herself my "sugar sister" and then would laugh so i couldn't help but laugh with her.
5-she does things she does not want to for me.  examples:  walk a lot (that's a matter of perspective, if you ask me) in chicago, run for the bus in chicago, be my chauffeur in st. louis (this includes picking me up from the megabus at 5:30 am several times), go on walks around her neighborhood when it's hot (another thing i think is perspective), turn up her heat in the winter when i visit (again, perspective)...


so i could go on and on, but i am SO lucky to have her!!!!!!


love you karen


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