Happy Birthday to my Big Sister!
Kim. Kimba. Kimmy. Kimbo SLICE!!! haha She’s not really my big sister, but she might as well be. She’s been there for me. From what I remember, she’s been that big sister figure for me ever since my parents’s divorce. She taught me how to draw, do my nails, comb my hair, volleyball, her dance moves, play the piano…She was just a natural born teacher, even if she did have to whack me with a plastic flower half of the time. Gosh just remembering all the things she did with me…arts & crafts, playing with barbies (her telling me to close my eyes during “freaky time” hahaha). SHOOT! All the things she did FOR me…she got me my own fishies, Gubbles, Nubbles, and Bubbles. She was my “protector”. My brothers were so mean to me, and she would take care of me whenever they would mess with me. I know to run to her if they ever made me cry. I love how now, I can still run to her when I’m upset. I remember every day I would tell people how much I loved\ her, how much she inspires me. I wanted to be just like her. My favorite number was 6 just because she was born on the 6th! haha I love after all these years, we still havent drifted, and we are still here for each other. Baking and cooking together, bike rides (my faaaaavs), and you watching me practice for dance haha “Dance for me!! Yipppie!! hahaha” Forever her little bumble bee :]<3
