Dear Big Sister,
From the day I was born, you have been my person. You are the person I go to when I need a friend. You are the person I go to when I want to pull someone's hair out. You are the person I go to when I'm mad at Mom and Dad. You are the person I go to when I feel like annoying someone. You are my person.
Growing up with you was never easy. I always had to follow in your footsteps, whether I liked it or not. Whenever I wanted new clothes, I was told I could just have your hand-me-downs. It also was never easy when we would get in a fight and stay mad at each other. The worst part about staying mad at each other was that I couldn't ask to play with your American Girl doll because we weren't speaking. It was never easy trying to live up to everything you did, but it made me into who I am today.
As a little sister, I have always looked up to everything you do. When middle school came around, I realized that we were not the same person, but that was OK. We hung out with different kinds of people and made different plans for our weekends. This was tough for me because I did not get to depend on my classic line, "You let her do that when she was my age." Once I started doing my own thing, I had to start paving my own path, which was not easy.
As high school came around, we began to realize that together we could be powerful. We realized that if the two of us fought for each other, we would be a stronger force against Mom and Dad. So, sorry Mom and Dad for all the times we ganged up on you (and still do). We fought a lot less and were there for each other a lot more. These were the years I needed you the most, and you were there.
Then college rolled around, and I was pumped to be an only child. But reality sunk in pretty fast when I realized I did not have you there with me to convince mom and dad to let me go to that party or hang out with that boy. It was weird being apart from the person that I told everything to, but it was great seeing you thrive in college, and it made me so excited to start my college experience.
Through all these years, you have always been there for me, and I will never be able to thank you enough. You are there through every single destroyed friendship, devastating breakup or fight with Mom and Dad, and you are always there for food therapy. You will never realize how much I look up to you and that's A-OK. Just know that through every right and wrong thing you do, I learn from it too. Thank you for always being there for me and endlessly loving me, despite me always trying to put the blame on you. Thank you for being my person.
Love,
Your Little Sister
