You bake cookies and cupcakes while I sit in front of the TV.
You resuscitate my sucky dishes so that it would be edible.
You were doing my Auto Cad til wee hours in the morning while I collapse on the floor due to lack of sleep.
Your word and promises of commitment is always as good as your signature.
To say that you are a woman of strength is an understatement.
You were always be the one who rarely, if never, conformed.
Beneath what people see on the facade is a person stronger than she gives herself credit for.
Because since we were young you've always had your own concept of freedom.
When I was your age I got quarter-life crisis,
Threw my girl-about-town life and overhauled my life anew.
I'm glad that you're like wine who gets better and better each day
Because of that I call you "Ate" because you're more of an "Ate" than I could ever be to you.
You were always the life of the party, of our clan, in every reunion, in every given social situation.
And people most often recognize you more than me.
And you have no idea how much I really don't mind people doing that,
Because I am the proudest sister anyone could ever be.
Happy, Happy Birthday Apy! I love you! <3
Photo taken by: Jay Barona, 4.08.2011
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