xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoOn March 11th, 1991, my youngest sister, Rayisa was born. I was about ten years old, and once my mom brought her home, I stole her for myself. She was my baby. Rayisa may not be able to remember this, but she used to love it when I would put her to sleep. There was a particular way she liked to be held and sometimes when u tried to move her to put her in her crib, she would cry just a little, so I would end up sitting in the dark, in her room, holding her for hrs just watching her sleep lol.
I remember helping to teach her her alphabet and her numbers before she started preschool.
I remember when I was getting ready to leave for college, she would make me all these little gifts, telling me to keep it so that I would not forget her.
I remember her asking me in that voice that only the baby of the family possesses, asking me "when am I coming home?"
And now, she is about to go to college. I am very proud of her.
My prayer for you, Rayisa, is that you keep your sweet spirit, your head on your shoulders, your wits about you, and God close.
Happy birthday Ray Ray, aka Twiggy ;)
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