Polly

Sometimes, when I haven't done the shopping or laundry, and the gas tank is on E because I'm too much of a pansy to stop and fill up in the cold...I realize that my darling blonde older sis is a super hero. She knew what her happy ending was, and she rocked it.

Once upon a time I knew success...good grades, good friends, etc...Still I was always a bit jealous of my sister. She was BEAUTIFUL. She sang like an angel. She was so confident. I was so proud, but maybe scared to tell her.
Now I've got these folks, a brother in law that I trust, two kiddos I adore, and I see how my sister has become her best self...


I wish I knew her secret...