My Wendy sister,
I have always loved you.
From the beginning, you were a key factor in my life.
You were joy among packed and stacked boxes over moving time.
You were the one who made me useful and capable when I felt helpless.
You were a place for me to put my arms when I needed to hold onto something.
You were a place for me to put my love when I was too shy to show it to others.
Thank you for these things. They mean even more to me now than they did back then.
My dear girl,
You have been tossed around like a sack of potatoes,
And you have survived.
This is something to be proud of.
That one summer awhile back, the one that I spent at Faith Builders?
I was so scared about going, and I remember hugging everyone goodbye,
And it was hugging you that finally made me cry.
It is very strange to see you so grown up these days.
However, I know from experience that it is so fun to have a little sibling grow up and grow wiser,
And so I am excited.
You may be tall now,
And you may wear cool clothes,
And love Bourbon Street Grill,
And we may have a Christmas Starbucks tradition,
But when you laugh,
I still hear and see my little Wendy Faye.
I love it,
I love you,
And I always will
Keep growing, sister.
You are doing an excellent job.