I love my thithter, I really do. We don't always say it or show it - not nearly as much as we should. We live very far apart most of the time and have for a very long time now. But I always enjoy seeing her.
This year we were both able to be at home with the folks for Christmas. It was a short but fun visit. I hear all about her younger men (hee!) and I pretend I'M the older sister when I tell her about my life being married and settled (neither of which she is right now...).
She is a super cool, vivacious, silly, intelligent woman. I like to joke that we are ying & yang. I teach children and try to nurture and foster a love for knowledge (that's middle school teaching glorified). She helps to design video games to rot their minds. Well, not really right now. She's moved on to more socially responsible gaming projects, but I like to joke about it just the same.
Every time we see each other there's always the first big hug, the sneak "booby attacks" (don't ask), and of course, when we part there's the obligatory airport self portrait.
I wanted to write all this down just because I don't say it out loud enough. I love you Heather! You're the betht thithter ever!