The reason I love my sister is because she is one of the few constants in my life. As cliche as it sounds, she is always there for me. It doesn't matter if I call her at 3 pm to share exciting news or call her at 3 am with a broken heart. She's there to celebrate with me, she's there as a shoulder to lean on. Whatever the occasion calls for, she'll do just that. And that, in my opinion, is the epitome of what a real friend is. She radiates love and empathy and is beautiful inside and out. She's also a wonderful mom. Her patient, loving, nurturing heart shines through in her son's personality, and if I can someday be half the mom she is, I will be grateful. We've had our share of ups and downs but nothing could break our bond. We're family and have unconditional love for each other. She's my sister and my very best friend. I am who I am because of the great people in my life, and she definitely has one of the starring roles.
Submitted by: Margaret Pardy