Set Your Goals for The Stars and if You Fall I'll be There to Catch You

Set Your Goals for The Stars and if You Fall I'll be There to Catch You

set the goals for them to reach and if they can't I show them that it's okay because they are just as good as me if not better.

If you have siblings it is going to be easy to relate to this article. If you don't have siblings think about little kids you may be around or little kids who see you every day.

Children are basically human sponges. They watch our every movement and try to reenact them. They listen to everything we have to say and repeat it, maybe when they shouldn't. They are cute and messy but most of all they are looking up to those around them.

As for me, I have an 11-year-old little brother and an 8-year-old little sister. I'm also surrounded by my little cousins.

They are great but they are watching me. Being 9 years older than my little brother, and being around him the most, I try and set as the best example as I can. I know he's watching me and I never want to let him down. I have striven hard all throughout school for my parents, but with him, I try to show him that it is important. It is important for me to show him that school isn't terrible and it is important.

My little sister (even though she isn't around me a lot) is someone I still try to be a role model for. She is my step-sister, but I show her that she is important to me and I love her as much as I do my little brother. I ask her how school, soccer, and softball are. We talk about what she learns and then we talk about how her games went that week.

My little brother, well, let's just say he's a handful. I love him so much seeing he's been in this world for almost 12 years now. When I found out I was going to be a big sister I was not the happiest of campers because my "only childhoodness" was going out the window, but when he got here all those thoughts went out the window. When you are so much older than your sibling the way I am you look after them more and care for them more.

This is why I strive to be the best I can be, not only in school but in life in general. I want him to know that I work hard for what comes to me and that things in life are not handed to you.

When I first went to college he got very emotional because I was not around as much as I had been. Now that I live at home and go to college I can show him just how hard I work.

One of my favorite things is at the end of the day to come home and ask him how school went. When I graduated high school I got a hood because I was in the top five percent in my class. That day he grabbed it and said he wanted on of those one day, so when he comes home from school complaining I just tell him not to. I try to help him and sit down and try to make school more enjoyable all around for him.

I love my little brother and sister. To me they are a daily reminder that I do not bust my tail for just myself but that I have someone watching me and wanting to be just like me. I set the goals for them to reach and if they can't I show them that it's okay because they are just as good as me if not better. So the next time you feel like giving up or quitting check and make sure there isn't a human sponge watching you and wanting to be just like you.

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When You Make A Girl An Aunt, You Change Her World In All The Best Ways

When you make a girl an aunt, you make her the happiest girl in the world.


My brother and his wife recently blessed our family with the sweetest bundle of joy on planet earth. OK, I may be a little bias but I believe it to be completely true. I have never been baby crazy, but this sweet-cheeked angel is the only exception. I am at an age where I do not want children yet, but being able to love on my nephew like he is my own is so satisfying.

When you make a girl an aunt, you make her a very protective person.

From making sure the car seat is strapped in properly before every trip, to watching baby boy breathe while he sleeps, you'll never meet someone, besides mommy and daddy of course, who is more concerned with the safety of that little person than me.

When you make a girl an aunt, you give her a miniature best friend.

There is something about an aunt that is so fun. An aunt is a person you go to when you think you're in trouble or when you want something mom and dad said you couldn't have. An aunt is someone who takes you to get ice cream and play in the park to cool down after having a temper tantrum. I can't wait to be the one he runs to.

When you make a girl an aunt, she gets to skip on the difficulty of disciplining.

Being an aunt means you get to be fun. Not to say I wouldn't correct my nephew if he were behaving poorly, but for the most part, I get to giggle and play and leave the hard stuff for my brother.

When you make a girl an aunt, you give her the best listening ears.

As of right now I only listen to the sweet coos and hungry cries but I am fully prepared to listen to all the problems in his life in the future.

When you make a girl an aunt, you make her the best advice giver.

By the time my nephew needs advice, hopefully, I will have all of my life lessons perfected into relatable stories.

When you make a girl an aunt, you make her a number-one fan

Anything you do in life sweet boy, I will be cheering you on. I already know you are going to do great things.

When you make a girl an aunt, she learns what true love is.

The love I have for my nephew is so pure. Its the love that is just there. I don't have to choose to show love every day, I don't have to forgive, I don't have to worry if it is reciprocated, it is just there.

When you make a girl an aunt, you make her the happiest person in the world.

I cannot wait to watch my precious nephew grow into the amazing person that I know he is going to be.

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To The Sister About To Move Away, Girl, You've Got This

You may not physically be here right now, but you're always with our family.


You were there on the day I was born, somehow sleeping soundly as our mom gave birth to me. I'll never forget the photograph of her presenting me to the world and you sitting beside her, holding up your newly-purchased beanie baby with pride as if being handed this toy was equal to the miracle of birth.

It was a crab, by the way, which somehow makes it funnier.

Growing up, you loved to trick me. You'd make me do chores for you and steal my favorite Barbies, but I think that's just part of being an older sister. I'd stick my tongue out at you and cry out the same phrase, "Mooooom, Sissy is being mean to me!" In fact, I yelled this phrase so often that it began to take on a musical quality.

You were mean at times, but you always had my back. You physically beat up other children that had wronged me, and you let me crawl into your bed so we could watch TV together and exchange stories. We'd often immerse ourselves in fantasy worlds where we were princesses and we rode unicorns side-by-side.

But we grew up, and our fantasy world evaporated like the muddy puddles we'd play in after stormy nights. One second it was there, and then, it was just gone. I remember having a conversation a few years back where we wondered if we had known the last time we played Barbies would, in fact, be our last.

When I was a seventh grader, you were a junior in high school. Our problems were very different back then, but that didn't stop us from talking endlessly about them. We were so similar. We bonded over cheerleading, cute boys, books and music. But even more than that, we bonded over our similar life views and questions about the universe. We both possessed an innate love for life yet we were both distrustful of society's guidelines.

Watching you enter new life phases enthralled me. I thought, Wow, that will be me someday. I danced around the house in each of your four prom dresses, my imagination taking me to a place much grander than a high school gymnasium. Through your stories, I romanticized the future and hoped that I would be as cool as you.

It was a little tough at times, though, always longing for a different part of life. When I entered junior high, all I wanted was to be in high school. When I entered high school, I decided college was much cooler because that's what you said. And you were certainly right about that one.

You were the only one I felt comfortable sharing my writing with, the only one I knew could read the meaning behind my sideways glances. We just got each other in every way.

And we still do. To this day, you are one of the people I love and trust most. I don't know what I am going to do without you by my side, as you've been right there for 20 years. But I'm so proud of you. Of the many things we would lay around and talk about throughout the years, one topic persisted: moving away. Moving used to be a pipe dream, something beautiful that lived in your mind but would never come to pass.

And then you took a chance. And now that dream is a reality.

I want you to know how much I admire you. You are so incredible and resilient. I've never met anyone so strong-minded and willing to fight for what she believes in. You would never compromise yourself or your values for another person, but you are generous with others and so kind-hearted.

You are curious about the world and have a desire to learn about life and the richness it has to offer. That is a special quality that cannot be learned. You are beautiful in every way and are truly a blessing to have as a sister.

And it is from these very qualities and so many others that I know you will do great on your own. Sure, it's super tough at first; nobody said it would be easy. But if anyone can do it, then that person is certainly you.

I will always cherish our moments together, and you can always count on me to be there on the sidelines cheering you on, no matter where your adventure takes you.

Much love,

Your Little Sis

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