Dancing in the Rain in Spain

When my sister left at 3 this morning to board her flight for Spain, I thought of how much she means to me (yes, I was awake - the noise of her hairdryer woke me). We argue all the time (mostly because I am obnoxious and seven years younger), but I am constantly reminded of... Continue Reading →

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