Very Special Day

I think most of you know that I love birthdays. Especially my own birthday. Well, today is my sister Claire's 15th birthday, and I'm very excited for her. She is an awesome sister so I wrote this little post that I was going to put on her Facebook wall, but it was too long to fit. So here you go...

15 years ago on this day you were born. 15 years ago is when I lost all the attention from mom and dad. I remember feeding you a bottle and thinking you were so cute. I remember sitting at the dinner table listening to you wail and scream when you had colic. I remember wanting to punch you for being so damn loud. I also remember hitting you a lot and scaring the shit out of you, sorry about all that. I remember when we used to play barbies together. I remember one winter when you were five, we were outside building a snow fort and this huge, black, stray dog came out of nowhere. I totally ran inside and left you there with it hahaaa. Mom was so pissed. My bad on that one. I remember grandpa’s funeral when you and the little cousins were daring each other to touch his body. Seriously? You were a disturbing little 6 year old. But I bet grandpa was smiling up in heaven. I remember your first day of middle school, mom was so nervous. So was I. but you made it through. I remember there was a huge stage in your life when nothing but a simple cardboard box could keep you occupied for hours. You didn’t need presents, just the boxes from daddy’s work. Remember that drive-thru you made? I’m still impressed by that. I remember when you started pushing the meat around on your plate because you loved animals so much. Mom looked at you and said something like “don’t expect to go vegetarian in this house. We eat meat.” Hahaa, oh mom. I remember the first time I went to your dance practice to watch you. You kicked ass. Every other girl in there was terrible compared to you, and I was so proud. I also remember the first dance recital thingy I went to. Gave me some serious chills, girl. I know I have a terrible way of showing it sometimes, but I love you. And I’m so proud of you and all that you’ve done. Enjoy being 15. Enjoy drivers ed (ha! it really sucks). Enjoy the first time that daddy takes you out to learn how to drive. Keep chasing your dreams and never give up. I know I’m far away but you can always text, call, Skype, whatever you want girl and I’ll be there. HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I hope you have the best day ever. You deserve it.