I didn't know if I'd ever publish this, but its been rolling around in my head for some time now-so I decided write it down and see how I felt afterwards.
Junie is my most wonderful big sister. She has a unique name, fitting her perfectly.
I was born in December and Junie turned 2 in January. I remember hearing stories about how excited Junie was to hear she was a big sister. My aunt recalls the story and cries every time, and she's been telling it for 28 years!
I think one of my first memories was when Junie got to go to kindergarten. It might not be a TRUE memory as much as it is the familiarity of seeing the picture...me standing outside the bus crying and Junie sitting like a good girl , looking out of the bus window. I'm not sure if she was upset too, but I'd like to think that she was.