Dear Sister,

Dear Sister,

It has been a while since I have written and I have so much to tell you.

Mrs. Periwinkle down the street passed away. She was the one who wore all those silly hats. In spite of our many compliments, I remember the days we would spend laughing away with our girlfriends talking about those hats. The one with the bird’s nest and the one with the pinecones and squirrel tail…don’t get me started. Well, you won’t believe what happened. At her funeral all of those hats were lined up on a table and beside each one was a card with the name of the girl whom she bequeathed it to. I don’t know how she knew, but by the end of the ceremony each one of us departed wearing the ridiculous hat we most disliked. I guess she got the last laugh.

I volunteered to bake pies for the fundraiser at church. Ok, so I’ve never made a pie in my life, but Bradley Hunt was standing right next to me when I was asked so what could I do? I’ve liked him forever and I thought maybe if he saw how charitable I was and believed I was a good cook it could improve my chances. He did smile when I volunteered. However, he looked quite shocked when I delivered said pies to his mother’s home, until….. I explained that my six-year old adopted cousin, from the orphanage, helped bake the pies and then his smile returned. Well, to be fair it did look like a six-year old made the pies. I just hope he never finds out I don’t actually have a cousin.

I had lunch with Belinda, Marcie and Rachel last week. Belinda is so rude. Oh, if she wasn’t so popular I swear I just wouldn’t bother. Anyway, she asked to borrow my green dress for the Swanson’s dinner party and had the gall to add, “Even though I may have to take it in a little.” Well, I fixed her good. I took the dress in two inches on each side and then delivered it with a smile. When I showed up to the Swanson’s dinner party I asked her why she didn’t wear the dress. In all her regal ness she replied, “It didn’t hang right on me.” then turned around and left.

Well, I’m off to write my novel. Oh, I didn’t tell you Bradley also thinks I’m a published author and we are discussing my new book this weekend on our first date….wish me luck!

Sincerely,

Your Sister

Wow, that was fun to write. I do have a point by the way actually one for each situation in the letter. First, deep down people know when you are being genuine. The only person you are fooling is yourself. Second, give out of your gifts and talents. People will appreciate you for being you. Finally, be gracious in every situation. It will be your face you see in the mirror the next morning.