Happy Birthday

Today my sister is 65 years old. She is not the face of 65. She is the face of maybe 50. When I look at pictures of the previous generation, 65 looked like 80. In the 1940's, 25 looked like 50. She has more energy than most people and friends coming out of the woodwork. She is living a great life (knock, knock, poo, poo, poo, no kinahoras). She is my best friend and I was lucky that god placed me into her family. Not many people have the bond that we do. She is the yin to my yang and the peanut butter to my jelly.