I am the youngest of four girls but it only feels like three right now. Only because one is at college and working at camp this entire summer. Then in the fall it will feel like two girls I will have lost another one to the cold hard world of growing up. There will be one less seat full at the dinner table, one less mixture of music in the mornings before school, one less outfit to wear (okay more than one), one less chance to sit on the floor in a sister's room and ask questions about them. But I will get over it just as I did before and keep growing until I will reach that point in time when it will be empty and barren on the second floor of our house.
Until next post,
Gin Jager
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