My sister Jorja turned 15 today. That's crazy to think about. I've had my stuffed dog, Heart, longer than my sister has been alive. I kind of wish I could have been there to see it. When we're all grown and moved out, I wonder if we'll live close enough to see each other and join in the birthday celebrations every once in awhile. We'll have to go out for lunch and cake sometimes. I wonder what the future holds?
