
My sister is amazing.
I have such love and awe of her strength that any strength that I have pails into insignificance of the strength that she has.
I look back to the girl she once was and the woman she once was, and it is different to the person I see today.
I see not only strength, but sacrifice. I see passion, I see good, I see a mother, I see a woman, a warrior, a fighter, I see my sister, and i love her for everything that she was, is and will be...
She is my sister...she is one half of me...
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