Sisterly Love

It’s funny how I grew up hating my sister and never thinking we could be friends and now she is becoming a friend. Ever since we both moved out of the house we’ve been able to act like we love each other. I talked to her on the phone today and was telling her about something that was bothering me that I was kind of embarassed about and she responded exactly the way I needed. I love that girl.

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About Kelsi

I'm a 20-something girl with a penchant for travel and a love of food. I'm prone to outdoor adventures, laughs over beers and photography missions. I write about my journeys on my blog, Some Sojourns, and on the Vayable Blog.

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