No Greater Bond

I was adopted when i was three years and I was blessed enought to be able to remain with my biological sister and brother. My baby sister was only six months and ever since we were tots we've been inseparable. I used to hold her and feed her bottles, I saved all the best barbies and baby dolls for her. When she didn't like carrots and mom still made her eat them, I took the hit and ate both of our servings (I hated them too). I can't imagine growing up without her. We're as different as night and day yet somehow we make it work. She was the cheerleader/dancer diva type, I was the soccer/nature tomboy type. But I was at every single football/basketball game and competition and she was there on the front bleacher at every single soccer game. When I left for college four years ago, I left a piece of my heart back home. I called home every day just to talk to her. She always always knows what to say and I am thankful that I was able to go home this weekend and spend it with her. We spent all day Saturday shopping and eating sushi. I think I have a six pack from laughing so much at our childhood memories. A sister is really and truly the greatest gift this life has to offer.