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.
After all, we didn’t have too much to talk about back then.
She just had to wait for me to grow up.
these days of mine 
What a lovely tribute to your sister June. She is a special gal.
No one could have a better sister than you….Glad I don’t have to worry about you disappearing any longer.
Love you even more now.
I do not remember June but I do remember you talking about your big sister which I thought was great because I was the big sister at home.
Treasure each other always.