Amy and I

As I was going through some pictures on my computer today, I came across one that one of my mom's friends had dropped off one day as she was cleaning her house. It was a Christmas card that my mom had sent her in 1984. Amy was only about 10 months old at that time, I was 3 years old. I smile everytime I see it - I was definitely the protective big sister! After all these years, I still call my sister one of my best friends and I love her so much and am so proud of her.