Olivia Clare

Olive, the little girl who sang "opera" at the top of her lungs in the car on the way to school and drove me bonkers,

who taught me to love pretzels and cream cheese,

who walked through the neighborhood with me and her doll who sighed the same robot sigh for 10 minutes straight before "falling asleep",

who played house with me for weeks when my family was away,

who hikes with me and the dogs in the woods, 

who compares child rearing techniques with me despite the fact that we won't have kids for many years still, 

whose beauty, both inside and out, grows with each day that passes. How lucky i am to have her as an honorary sister. 

oh the places you'll go.