R is a nurturer and always has been. She is also my big sister, so I got a lot of that nurturing. When we were little, of course, but also at my age. She is still the one where, if she is driving and we come to a quick stop, she'll jut her arm across me in the passenger seat so I won't be launched out the windshield (seatbelts aren't enough for big sisters!). But now it is she who will need the care.
Of course, R would chose a cancer with an awareness ribbon that is one of my favorite colors. Even in that, she has taken care of me. And so I stand with her today, getting ready for tomorrow and all of her tomorrows.
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