hey sister soul sister

Thats us!  Illustration of Mosiah 18:8, drawn by an
Elder in Russia. 

Let me tell you about my best friend.

I have known her my whole life.

She is crazy, funny, smart, and beautiful.  

She loves sports, the great outdoors, tie-dye, and mangos.  

She hates cats and feet. And is allergic to nature.

She can get a mean farmers tan, which I am jealous of because I can't even tan at all. 

She rocks the ponytail, but I'm pretty sure she's branching out these days.

Everybody loves her, and everybody looks up to her.

Including me.

She taught me how to rollerblade. And ten years later... how to drive.

When I was little, she would sometimes crawl into bed with me and steal all my covers. I didn't mind.

She is always there to listen to me when I need to vent. Or just talk... I talk a lot.

I can tell her anything without ever feeling stupid.

She thinks I'm funny. She makes me think I'm funny.
Her laugh is contagious. 

When I say that nobody knows me, she lists everything there is about me. Then I stop being so dramatic.

I can always count on her for a game of tennis, a trip to Goodwill, or a crazy bike ride.
With her, I'm content just blasting country music and driving.

She's always the first to fall asleep during late-night movies. I'm always the last.

She's the most punctual person I know. Her watch is always 5 minutes fast.
She can make anyone feel comfortable and be themselves.  

When anyone asks me who my childhood hero is, I always say it is her.

She is my best friend.

She is my role model.

She is my sister.

I haven't seen her in a year and a half, but she is coming home in less than TWO MONTHS!

Her flight is booked. My flight is booked. I CANNOT WAIT.

I LOVE YOU LAURA.