I have to
admit, my sister is someone I admire with all of my heart, especially in the
past several years. She’s always been her own kind of person. She did what she
wanted to do and said what she wanted to say. She was always having fun, no
matter what she was doing. There were so many times I wanted to join in the
game of Barbie’s but didn’t, because I didn’t want to look too “uncool”. Now, I
look at her, all grown up doing the same thing. She found a passion in life and
she chased it. She chased it all the way until she found it. Now, she’s doing
what she loves every day. Nothing makes me prouder than opening a newspaper and
seeing something she has written. She is one of the biggest sources of
inspiration in my life. I hope to, someday, have accomplished half of what she
has. She is, in my book, the definition of success.
She has also
always been there for me when I needed someone and no one else was there. She
has always been there to talk to me when I’m having a bad day, say something
witty to make the tears stop falling, and making an unexpected trip to come and
see me on the way home when I am not feeling well. She has been my rock in many
situations when I felt I couldn’t go on any more. She’s always been my go to person
when I need a helping hand, and she has always been there, even when she might
have needed someone to do the same for her. Her selflessness is commendable and
admirable. I wish I could do what she does, but some days I just don’t have her
strength. My sister is everything that I hope to be some day. She is one of my
biggest sources of inspiration.
“Sister. She
is your mirror, shining back at you with a world of possibilities. She is your
witness, who sees you at your worst and best, and loves you anyway. She is your
partner in crime, your midnight companion, someone who knows when you are
smiling, even in the dark. She is your teacher, your defense attorney, your
personal press agent, even your shrink”
~ Barbara
Alpert
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