Sister

Everyday she blesses me, through pictures, memories, phone calls. God's exquisite handiwork radiates from her face. Her guffaws and giggles are joyful synergy, we share them often. She saves lives, literally. She's lost them too. Her pains vastly outweigh mine. But she endures, because she is destined for greatness. Her strength has, does and will continue to change the world. And she calls me "bruzzer". I am blessed beyond measure.