When I think back on our childhood I see Emily as tall and thin--and always very proper. Don't get me wrong, she's always been able to burp like a sailor, but the way she held herself was very straight. I'll never know if that comes from her being part princess or if her inner staightness just can't help but manifest itself physically. When I think of Emily as an adult, I see that same straightness, although I think now it's more of the inner that I notice. She is ever stalwart, always true. She quietly stays the course, through good times and bad. She never seeks attention--she never did (not like her bratty little sister, anyway), and it's something I admire. Emily is not afraid to do hard things, and her faith and testimony stay strong through it all. I'm so proud of what a pioneer woman she is, raising her beautiful daughters and going wherever is asked of her. It's been well over a year and not a day goes by that I don't miss living near her. I'm grateful we made it past adolesence, but more importantly I'm grateful to have her as my sister forever! Happy Birthday, ya filthy animal.
Love, Abby
