She and I go back a long way.
She’s a few years older than me. She’s told me that she stayed awake almost all night- just looking at me- when they brought me home from the hospital….afraid that I would disappear.
She was there before my childhood friends, boyfriends, my first job, marriage, motherhood… no one has known me longer than she has.
She’s my sister, June. We’ve grown closer as the years have passed.
She just had to wait for me to grow up.