a tribute

because of the weather in nashville i wasn't able to fly and see my little sister graduate from college.

laura is really cool. she's going to be a personal trainer. even though she doesn't know anything about chia seeds.

she used to poo all over herself in her crib. every morning my mom would go into her room, and there'd just be poo everywhere. and there would be laura...right in the middle of it.

she played softball from a very young age through her first couple years of college. she's a pitcher. she could have been in the olympics, if she had tried out like i told her to. now they took softball out of the olympics, and she'll never aspire to anything.

except.

a funny

kind

thoughtful

smart

amazing

little sister

of me.

one of my few life regrets is not going to see her play softball more when i was in high school. sometimes i couldn't go because i was working. mostly i was just selfish. that's why i was extra upset at missing her graduation. it's just one more part of her life i didn't get to see. this time it wasn't my fault. but she's so cool. i wanted to be there.

she is really talented. i'm not just saying that. i'll tell you who is not talented at sports, and that's my sister emily*. i'm just saying that to prove that i can be objective. i could beat emily at any game, with one hand tied behind my back. and i'm not even good at sports myself. she's just that bad. and laura is really as good as the olympics.

laura is going to be an incredible personal trainer. and she graduated college. and i'm proud of her.

*emily is good at other things, like painting walls and hanging up curtains. just kidding, emily. (she's an interior designer). but i would definitely call her an artist. come and see the drawing she made me of the ryman. she probably did it with one hand tied behind her back. she's like van gogh. and i'm not just saying that. i'll tell you who is not an artist, and that's my sister sarah.