Once upon a time there was a little girl. She had long blonde tresses, big dimples, a winning smile and flashing blue eyes. She was brave and strong and could do no wrong. She was beautiful and she my hero! Melinda was born 2 years before me. She was my older sister and I idolized her.
From a young age I could go to her with my problems. Most of the time she knew what was bothering me before I did. She always had good advice. She was my rock. She was so smart and made me laugh. More than anything I wanted to please her.
She and I grew up playing Barbie’s, Church, babies, mud pies and more. There was never a time when we were bored. We rode bikes together, walked to school together and shared the chicken pox. We collected stay dogs, took in homeless cats and wayward turtles.
We would walk to the grocery store and buy Nehi Grape soda, orange Pushups or candy. If I happened to want something different and bought the one I wanted, it never looked or tasted as good as what she had picked out. I usually just waited to see what she bought and then would purchase the same.