My younger siblings are my ride-or-dies, my go-to people to cheer me up, and the most annoying people I know, but I love them anyway. Of course, here I am, the oldest, “most responsible” one doing things like thanking people for being part of their life, even though they should be thanking me for breaking in our parents for their teenage years, you’re welcome by the way, but I’m trying not to think about that too much.

Even though we have a slight back and forth relationship that toes the line between name-calling, stealing each other’s clothes, telling on one another, and unconditional love, all three of us have an inseparable bond that no one could ever break.

Despite making one of them sit in the far back seat when we all go in the car together, my brother and sister are my constant, friends for all seasons.

Although my younger siblings are twins, I am thankful that they still share a telepathic brainwave with me, which makes me believe that we are all more like triplets rather than just the twins and their older sister.

“Remember that time…"

“Yes!”

I want to tell them thank you for being there as a shoulder to cry on and as people I can vent to. No one really understands the way school, friends, parents, and even the dog annoy me like they do.

Thank you for looking up to me, and letting me look up to you. No matter how much older siblings want to deny it, they value their younger siblings input and advice way more than they think they do.

My brother and sister taught me one of the greatest lessons in life, which is: Don’t care about what everyone else thinks about you.

They taught me to not be so uptight about everything and to start letting loose because you’re only young once. Go sing in public places, dance like no one is watching, and joke around like you are still in middle school. You can still be silly when you grow up, no matter what the age on your license states.

Thank you for sharing the same weirdness with me. If I'm taking ugly Snapchats or singing horrendously along with the radio, they’re always right by my side participating in the weirdness as well.

Thank you for letting me borrow your clothes. Regardless if it’s having to put on my brother’s huge sweatshirt during a car ride, or my sister’s sassy BCBG tank for a night out, having more than one closet is always a blessing in my book, and I'm so thankful for that.

Thank you for making me laugh. Both of my siblings know when I need to get out of my own head and let out a good laugh. They remind me that everything is really not as bad as it seems, and sarcastically, that they are the "funnier siblings."

Thank you for being my unconditional army. Even though you both didn’t know any better, thanks for having my back since the day you were born. I know I'll have you both there to support me, no matter what goes down.

In all seriousness, without my siblings teaching me how to love others, I might have been helplessly alone my entire life. I wouldn't have had anyone to be my back singers in my pretend band or play dress up with, which I think I scarred my brother for life.

Through the original relationship of selflessness, I am not only blessed with eternal friends, but I was also given the skill set needed to approach any friendship in the future. Without them to guide me through each stage of life, I might have fallen flat on my face, so for that I am grateful.

Cheers to you Adrianne and Nick,and all siblings everywhere, for making the older sibling, including myself, be who they are today!