two weeks ago, my baby sister went to senior prom and graduated from high school. the same girl who showered with the bathroom door open until she was 12 because she hated being alone is growing up to become a beautiful, smart, capable young woman (who still hates being alone, but that's another post for another time). the confusing part about all this is that i still think she's seven. and probably always will, even when she graduates from college, gets a big girl job, gets married and has kids (who eventually turn seven). she'll always be my baby sister, but i'm proud of her and look forward to watching her grow even more over the next four years of college.
love you, la!