Today is my oldest sister’s birthday. She’s 20 years older than me and has always been like a second mom to me. She ran the St. George marathon with me a year and a half ago. She’s warm, bubbly, and one hot mama. Even 20 years after she left high school people would stop me and ask, “You must be Shelly’s sister?”
I still can’t believe she’s a grandma. Her four grandkids call her “Grandma Sugar”.
I know it’s WAY in the future for me but I’m a little sad that name is taken. Now my grandkids are going to have to call me “Grandma Butter” at the rate I’m going.
Happy Birthday Shelly!