HAPPY SPRING!

And Happy Birthday to one of my favorite people.

Forty-four years ago, I was blessed with a baby sister. I already had a younger sister--2.5 years younger, but Wendy was born when I was eight. She was the true baby of the family.

My mom says that after Wendy was born, Debbie and I would come and ask, "What did we do before she was born?"

And I know I've thought that many, many times over the years.

In Junior High, Wendy was my shadow--always wanting to do what I was doing, go where I was going. ...