One year ago today, my little sister was born. It was one of the best days of my life. When I first found out that I was going to be an older sister again, I didn't know what to think. I mean, I had never really thought that something like this would happen. But I had 9 months to prepare myself. As the time grew shorter, I became more and more anxious. I promised myself that I was going to be the best older sister I could for her. I would help her though her life. She'd be my mini-me. And on March 17, 2015 at 8:05am, my Shamrock, Jazzlyn Kay Funk was born. After school, I went to the hospital and saw her. It all felt like a dream. But as soon as I held her for the first time, I knew that I would do anything for her. Her little hand was wrapped around my finger tight and she wouldn't let go. That day was the day my life changed forever. In the last year, I've grown more mature and Jazzlyn has become a huge part of my life. She may be a little pain in my butt, waking me up in the middle of the night, biting my face or my fingers, and many other things that prove that she is "Evil Baby", but that's why I love her. My life would be boring without her in it. This last year has been a roller coaster ride but I wouldn't give it up for anything. I love my Jazzlyn <3