That's my sister Marla.
I have no idea how old we were here- if she was 4 or so, I was about 8.
And what the hell were we wearing? Good lord.
Sometimes, tragic pictures like this happen.
Anyway, that goofy little blonde kid? She grew up to be this:
She grew up to be a wife:
She grew up to be an aunt:
She's always been a daughter:
And she's always...
Always my sister.
And today is her birthday.
And what she's become is everything and more that I have ever dreamed of for her.
Happy, happy birthday to you, Marla! You are my sister and my best friend and the world would just be stupid without you!
I LOVE YOU!