[success]A sister is a little bit of childhood that can never be lost. ~Marion C. Garretty[/success] My sister is beautiful.  Not just on the outside, she’s beautiful inside too.  She’s funny and silly and kind and charming and did I mention beautiful. When we were really little and learning how to swim, Christine hated to get water in her eyes, so she would manage to jump into the pool without going under.  How she did it no-one knew, she would just jump and keep her head above the water, bobbing around like a little cork. Do you hold your breath we asked.  Don’t know.  Do you hold your body really still, or move your arms and legs really really fast? Don’t know. Well she was only five so she probably couldn’t tell us, she may not even have known herself.  She just did what she needed to do to stay…