I have four sisters. Stephanie is closest to me in age though and we spent many years sharing a room when we lived in Flint, before she went into the Air Force. Things that made me want to never speak to her again as a child now make me smile and laugh to remember as an adult. There was a string of nights where she felt it was her duty to make me scream as loud as possible by doing such things as hiding behind the bedroom door and jumping out at me. Hiding under my bed and grabbing my ankles as I got into bed. And then my favorite...pretending like she is talking in her sleep and as she screeched NO grabbing my feet and making my whole body levitate a good foot or two strait off my bed!! At the time I was furious at her because not only was she laughing...but after dad burst in to see what was wrong, I noticed him trying not to laugh too!! Now though, I just laugh. And Steph hasn't changed a bit. Only now she has two teenage kids to torture by jumping out at them:). So glad to see things don't change:)
Pray for my sister please. This is not a good time right now for her.
The picture I posted is of me, Stephanie and mom from last summer when she came to visit:). Love you Steph and miss you so much!!!!!