Life With My Soldier

My beautiful sister won homecoming queen last Friday. She's the most beautiful queen I've ever seen. I'm so very proud of her. The only downside to the evening was her bf didn't get king. For some odd reason people voted her as queen and not her bf as king. It doesn't seem right. I felt bad for her, she was torn. I don't blame her. But, she deserved it. She's doing everything she can this year. She's on the yearbook staff, secretary of her class, she's planning a senior trip, you name it she's involved this year. I'm so proud of her. A few years ago she was hanging out with the not-so-good crowd. The girls she hung out with were not good influences on her. She met her bf, Colter. He was the best thing that ever could have happened to her. God definitely put him in her life to get her away from the old friends. I love that guy for her. I couldn't have picked a better guy. While we were in WA he went over to my mom's house to make sure she was ok and ask if she needed anything, so sweet! Anyways, back to homecoming... The girls had to have their father/father figure walk with them to give them to their escorts. My brother walked with my sister. It was an emotional time for us. I felt sad for her. She has so many things coming up in her life that should involve dad. I'm very glad she has my brother, but it's not the same. It can't be the same. I didn't put a picture of the guy who won king because, quite frankly, I don't have one. I was in shock after Colter didn't win and I didn't get a picture.