andamu

My little sister, who has shared so many of my heartaches, and is now sharing her life with me.
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Born and raised in South Africa, she was still in tenth grade when we were totally orphaned. 
For a while, academics seemed the least important thing in life to her, and she let the results reinforce her intellectual inferiority complex.
Now she has taken the immensely courageous step of taking an extended leave of absence, flying to a different country, and putting her life and livelihood in my hands while studying here in the States.
She has also presented me with the most wonderful niece anyone can wish for, and being allowed to share her formative years is an amazing experience.
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She loves fantasy sci-fi and horrors along the Stephen King line.  She has a wicked sense of humor, a hard shell, and marshmallow inside.
Apart from the noses and the eye color, we don't look alike at all - which is why it is so perplexing that everywhere we go people think we are twins.
At times she can be frighteningly competent and take-charge, while at others she's just my silly little sister.
When my world fell apart first after my father died, and then later my mother, she was my only constant.
I love her more than words can say.
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