when i mean what i say:

my sister,
she has a heart of gold.

I always knew; but once again I'm touched buy her giving..

she bathe her, watch her vomit.
falls asleep on a cab with me after a long day at the hospi. she never complains but only questions why doesn't her children wants her home to be in the comfort of a own home as much as I do.

my sister, touched and taught me another lesson again.

her heart of gold.
I told her; and she said "... my heart is red..."

:)