Ode to my Little Relative

When I was 11, my sister was born – a big gap, to be sure. My grandmother called her my little relative, since we didn’t know whether she was a boy child or a girl child until she was born. My mom called us her only children, because we really didn’t share a phase of childhood. I was well into highschool before she started kindergarten. I was away to university before she was out of primary level. I was married as she started highschool.

But now, were both adults, established in careers, established in relationships. She’s awesome and talented and funny and no one has a better laugh than she does.

Last year, I dedicated a Thursday Throwdown to her. It was pretty great, so I’m offering it up again. Happy birthday, Rosie!

Thursday Throwdown: Rosie:

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