Twelve years ago today, I met my sister, Marina, for the first time at an airport in Detroit, a few weeks after the adoption was completely in a Russian court. I remember that before I met her, I was really nervous, wondering how a stranger could suddenly become a sister, when we didnt even speak the same language, since a sibling is normally a very close relationship. The next day, we all stopped by the grocery store during a gentle snow and as we were walking, Marina grabbed snow from a parked car, made a snowball, and nailed me right in the back. :-) Ever since that moment, she has *been* my sister. Thank you, Marina, for showing me that family isnt just a matter of blood, but of the heart. I couldnt be happier to have a sister like you!
Posted on: Fri, 21 Nov 2014 02:53:32 +0000
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