My younger sister is really wonderful. She's someone who wants everyone to get along, she's very much like my dad (who was a good person).
She and I spoke again today, and we're going to get together this weekend, just to see each other.
Sometimes you get down when things aren't going well, and you forget what's great in your life, and how you're blessed. My younger sister is what's great, she's a blessing (to so many people). Yeah, she's one of those people who you think, "The world is a better place, because she's in it."
Somehow she figured out how to be loving, despite being raised in a place that wasn't kind or warm. Kudos to her.
(I don't feel right sharing her name in a public journal entry.)