Don't Mess With Me

Dear Laura,

I started writing this letter to you, and it started off as something completely different than what it is going to be about now. Why did I change my mind you might be wondering? Well, when you get sissy fired up about something, there ain't no stopping me.

The other day, a "friend" of mine posted some things on Facebook making fun of people with Down syndrome, and it hurt. It hurt so deep down. I could not believe that this person who has personally loved on you before would be able to post something like this when they know the truth about how amazing people with Down syndrome are.

So, being the protective sissy that I am, I wrote quick, negative responses on each of these hurtful things then deleted this "friend" from my friends list. I was so mad.

When I look at you, I see your gorgeous smile.

When I look at you, I see those piercing blue and innocent eyes.

When I look at you, I just want to wrap my arms around you and never let go.

When I look at you, I see your sweet personality and silly sense of humor.

When, I look at you, I see nothing less than perfection. So I have a hard time understanding....

How can anyone see any different?

You are beautiful and perfect and everything that God intended for you to be. Do you know the best thing he made you, though? MY SISTER. Because I am your voice. I am the one who sticks up for you because you can't stick up for yourself. Truth is, you should never have to defend who you are. But because of this sick world we live in, you have to. Don't worry, though, sweet girl. Sissy's got your back.

People better think twice before they mess with you. Because you have a very passionate, fired up sissy right beside you that will educate them and stand up for you until they can't take it anymore. No one messes with you without messing with ME first.

I love you to the moon and back 1,000 times x 10!


Love,
Sissy