I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones. ~Author unknown, attributed to a 4-year-old named Lauren
I used to call her Bebber, my version of Deborah I imagine. I still call her Bebber at times, old habits are hard to erase. She is the one who I share childhood memories with, my older sister, my playmate, my protector, my teacher, my forever friend. She chose the occupation of teacher first, I followed. I wonder how people without a sister cope not having that confidant. They don’t know what they are missing. Have you talked to your sister lately?
A sister is a little bit of childhood that can never be lost. ~M. Garretty
You keep your past by having sisters. As you get older, they're the only ones who don't get bored if you talk about your memories. ~Deborah Moggach
I love you Deb...