For My Sister

Jess Natale
Sep 1, 2018 · 3 min read

I’m only four years old but I already know that you’re the person I aspire to be. You make me feel safe and you make me feel like I matter in the world. You laugh at the silly things that I do and encourage me to use my imagination when I play. You dance with me and always hold my hand when I need you to.

I’m ten years old and our home has been turned upside down by divorce. You comfort me as I cry and assure me that everything will be…

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I drink a lot of coffee and take a lot of naps. www.jessicanatale.com

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