Some times I catch myself smiling as I look at her. My sister, deep in concentration hardly notices. She is no procrastinator! If it needs doing, get it done. That's my sister. Loyal, smart, strong. She is woman. That's what a real woman looks like. She is beautiful. She is wise. She takes no ****. She has a silly side. Some times her mind is in the gutter. She makes me laugh. She keeps me honest. I would be lost without her. She's my best friend. Her daughters agree, she is an amazing mom. She raised them alone. She never puts herself first. Ever. She is a wonderful Grandma too. Yaya is what she's called. No one beats her at anything. Especially loving her family. We get on her last nerve and still she takes care of us. One day I know we will have to be apart. For a while at least. I dread that day. I fear it. Not because she won't be here to care for us, but because she won't be here. She won't make me laugh or yell at me to move my body. She won't be laying in her bed with the t.v on playing games on her phone ignoring the t.v but content with the background noise. She won't insist on sharing a room with me even if there is an extra room. She says she'd miss me. I love when she says that. I feel special, loved. That's my sister. I'm so lucky to have been blessed with her. I love her so much. That's all I wanted to say. Just wanted to tell any one that wants to know it, that there is a lady in this world that is amazing and wonderful and kind and smart and capable of anything she puts her mind into. And I love her with all my heart.