I can't believe it's March already! I know February was a extra-long this year, but it still seemed to fly by even quicker than I remembered.

Soon, I will have to worry about the ides of March. And, a fortnight later, it will be my parents' anniversary, followed by my sister's 30th birthday.

The fact that my younger sister is about to hit this milestone is harder on me than the day nearly four years ago when I hit it myself. I suppose it's because my memories don't go as far back as my beginning, but they go as far back as hers. And the fact that it's been almost 30 years really makes me stop and think about how far we've both come.

Am I nostalgic for the day first I held my new sister? It's possible. Am I in awe of the fact that the small person I once held -- in a moment captured on film that has become one of my favorites -- is now a brilliant, hard-working young woman? You bet.