My grandmother use to always tell me the story of how when Robyn was first brought home from the hospital I knelt by her bassinet and prayed to God thanking him for blessing me with a sister. It's funny that I can remember them sneaking me in the hospital to see her......back in those days you had to be at least 12 to visit anyone.
So, I am thankful that God blessed me with such a true gift....the gift of a sister.

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