My big sissy turns the big 3-0 today. (And she’s probably going to kill me because I’m shouting it from the rooftops!) I won’t get into how weird it is to have your sister turn 30, even though it is, because this post isn’t about me. It’s about her.
My sister is an amazing woman. She is a successful and talented kitchen and bath designer who is the only reason my house even looks somewhat put together. She is a lot of fun to be around (especially when there’s wine involved) and always makes me laugh. Somehow, our pictures always end up looking like this…
Plus, she always looks like she just stepped out of a fashion magazine, even if we’re just running around town doing errands.
But more than all of that, she is one of the strongest and kindest women I know.
Beka is one of those women who has it all together. She’s got the job, the house and the shoes to go with it. I admire her so much and on more than one occasion have wished I could switch places with her. But I know that life is not always easy for her. I know that she still struggles with all of the things the rest of us struggle
with and that sometimes, things are decisively not in order. But somehow, she is always able to handle herself with such style and grace
that you would never know what mountain she’s just climbed (in 5″ stilettos, no less). And she will never complain. She will never let on.
If I were to narrow down the list of people who I know would always be there for me, and would be there first, Beka would be at the top of the list. And she has been there for me. Through my sickness and surgeries, she’s always been right there beside me, helping me along, never asking for anything in return. She is always one of the first people I call whenever I have exciting news or whenever I need advice or just need someone to talk to.
I feel so blessed to have had her to look up to throughout my life. I couldn’t have asked for a better big sister to be able to talk to about guys and fashion and just learn about life. She has been a fabulous role model to have and I strive to be able to handle myself with her surety and grace. I hope I grow up to be just like her…

Love you, sissy! Here’s to your best decade, yet!