Here is her birthday apron, which is cheerfully wrapped and in the hands of one of her co-workers so it may be delivered to her today, despite the distance between us.
"Miss Deb" as she is called at work, is a teacher's aide. To say she is beloved is an understatement. Deb 's kindness and compassion are legendary, her heart is bigger than the state of Illinois! One of my favorite "Miss Deb" stories is from a couple years ago when she was on playground duty. A kindergartener had fallen and taken a pretty serious knee scrape. As he was being carried from the playground to call his mother, through sobs and tears, with outstretched arms, he blabbered to my dear sister "Miss Deb, will you call me tonight and see if I'm okay?!". Come to find out, they had an unlisted number. She called me for assistance because - as you can guess - come hell or high water she was going to call Garrett! Of course, we worked it out and she did make that call.
That's my sister Deb. Happy birthday dear sweet Debbie Diane!