I know you might not see it, but it’s true.
This woman is my baby sister. In fact, I have a hard time calling her a “woman” even though she’s obviously grown up enough to have a baby (and a beautiful home, and a thriving salon). But in reality, she’s still my baby sister. She was the last one. She came 16 years after me and you might not think it with such a large age gap, but we’re the best of friends too. I often think she’s a twin of sorts born 16 years later (and a whole lot heavier too lol).
So, probably within days of my “baby” graduating from high school, my little sister’s baby will come into the world. She’s having a girl named….. (oops… sorry, it’s a secret)
I spent the afternoon with her at her house, and we took a little different approach. Moving around her house and finding good light. Sitting down and chatting, then going out and finding some pretty trees and buildings in town. It was a great way to spend an afternoon.
Love you Amber.