This is the sweetest story I have heard in a long time. I hope it makes your heart sing like it did mine x
Holiday traditions tend to start during times of change. When couples meet, get married, have kids, buy a new home. There once was a drastic change in my life that caused such a tradition to start.
My older sister, Tina and I were raised by my dad in Connecticut. When we were in elementary school, my mom and step-dad moved about 2 hours away to Pennsylvania. For many years, we spent weekends, school breaks and summer vacations travelling back and forth. She and I had our ups and downs, as all sisters do, but throughout our lives, we were each other’s constant.
The summer I was 14 I found out that I would be returning to my dad’s on my own. Tina would be finishing out high school living with my mom. I was devastated. I didn’t know what I would do without her. I started high school as an…
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