Learning I Am Lucky To Have A Little Sister

Learning I Am Lucky To Have A Little Sister

I truly don’t know what I would do without my sister.

My Sister

I had always been aware of how similar my sister and I were but it was never fully brought to my attention until she started going to my high school and we started getting older. As far as physical characteristics go, there isn't much that differs between us. She has darker hair than me, but besides that it’s pretty close. Growing up, I would always hear “are you twins?” or “which one's older?”, which I always took a little offense to since I’m four years older than her. People never ceased to comment on our parents seemingly duplication of daughters. But though we resemble one another so closely, our personalities and interests could not be more contradictory. Growing up this was not as noticeable but as we have gotten older and we began to separate, our distinct personalities became clear.

My sister is very intelligent, always reading and learning. This whole article is probably going to sound a lot like bragging, but all said is true. I look up to and admire my little sister more than she’ll ever know. She has a strong passion for the arts. Not only is she exemplary in all literary respects, but she is also creative and artistic. The photos she takes show her eye for capturing beauty in everything around her. Her room is decorated with intriguing collages and paintings she’s created. Literally, every wall is adorned with her art. She has a very sweet nature and is well-spoken. I often wonder how, for a freshman in high school, she is so sophisticated. She is more mature than most her age, (definitely more mature than me) in my opinion.

I, on the other hand, am far less organized and creative. If I’m not napping I’m probably watching Netflix or putting off homework. Those are my main hobbies. In most cases, the younger sibling follows suit and looks up to the oldest but it is exactly the opposite with Brinda and me. She is always scolding me for not doing what I’m supposed to do and sets an excellent example for me. She helps me study and keeps me on track in basically every aspect of my life. I really don’t know what I will do without her next year when I go to college.

Though we are so different, we balance each other out. As I’ve gotten older I have been much more appreciative of my sister. Not that she hasn’t always been so helpful to me, but more that I now understand how lucky I am and how nice I have it. I am very thankful for Brinda and all the wonderful, annoying ways she keeps me together. I truly don’t know what I would do without my sister.

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An Open Letter to my Little Brother

No matter how tall you tower over me, you will always be my little brother.

My life changed for the better the day you were born. When I first held you at the hospital, little did I know that I was welcoming my best friend into the world.

Ask any of my friends; I talk about you often. My greatest childhood memories are of you by my side. You taught me more than I realize, and I can only hope that I taught you something along the way.

We are so different, yet so alike. People wonder how we even came from the same parents because our personalities are so opposite.

We bond over the silliest things. I can completely be myself when I am with you because you get me in ways that no one else can. You know how to get under my skin more than anyone else, but you also know how to make me laugh more than anyone can. Thanks for keeping me laughing and guessing what you will do next.

When you were born, I not only gained an ally; I gained my best friend. You are my baby brother, my 3-legged race partner, my backseat buddy, and my shotgun rider. The list could go on and on.

I love how we can communicate without words, and laugh at what no other person thinks is funny. We have inside jokes for days. We speak a secret language as siblings that no one else can understand. Our bond runs much deeper than our last name or blood type. We share a home, a sense of humor, a million memories, and so much more.

No matter how tall you tower over me, you will always be my little brother. When you are grown and have kids of your own, I will always see you as the little boy with a pirate hat on and a BB gun in hand.

As your big sister, I will always root for you and I will forever be on your side. I may be biased, but you are the smartest and funniest person that I know. I cannot wait to see how God continues to use you.

To have a sibling is to have a lifelong friend, and I cannot think of anyone I would rather have beside you. Know that I will always be here for you.

Our relationship is special because it is ours. You are my brother and I will always cherish our bond that cannot be broken.

Because you are my brother, I know I will always have a friend. Because you are my brother, I am made better.

With more love than you could know,

Your Big Sister and Best Friend

P.S. I also know that you are probably rolling your eyes right now at my mushiness.

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I Have 3 Brothers And 0 Sisters And Honestly, I Feel Like The Luckiest Girl In The World

We will always, always have a bond that is so special.

Growing up people have always asked me, “what’s it like being the only girl?”

To be quite honest, I’ve never known anything else. And seeing as I had no choice in the matter, I have only ever felt good about it. The truth is, the older I get, the more I feel like the luckiest girl in the world.

I have three brothers--two older, one younger. Kevin is the oldest (33), and is an extraordinary father to my two adorable nephews. Adam (26) is a third-year law student at NYU; he’s the genius of the family, among other things. And my little brother, Zach (19), who isn’t so little, in fact he towers over me, is in his first year of undergrad at Butler University. My brothers are not only three of my closest friends, but they are three of my biggest supporters and cheerleaders.

I have been supported by my brothers in more ways than I can count. As soon as they were licensed, Kev and Adam drove me to skating practice and spent countless hours waiting for me to finish practice, and then drove me home. I don’t even know the number of hours Zach spent with me going to and from the rink, every day before and after school. As many hours as I spent on the ice, he spent in the lobby or in the stands, finding various ways to entertain himself.

My brothers came to every event they could to support me and cheer me on. When they couldn’t be there in person, they would send me messages saying that they were thinking of me. Their sacrifice, as much as anything else, is the reason I was able to pursue my passion for 20 years. Of course, there are endless people and things that have allowed me to be as successful as I have been, but my brothers are a significant part of why I was able to reach the top levels of two different disciplines in the sport of skating.

My brothers support me in every aspect of my life. My oldest brother, Kev sends me funny text messages, unsolicited messages of support and constantly lets me know he’s thinking of me. I know that at any given point I can FaceTime him and there will be guaranteed laughter. Adam lets me know that he is here for me and I know that he is always a phone call away. Admittedly, Zach and I mostly communicate through Snapchat, although when I’m walking through campus he is always down for a random phone call to talk about literally anything and/or nothing at all.

Recently, Zach did something that I think I will never forget. He asked me if he could use my battle with mental health to share his story for an event he and his fraternity are participating in. At Butler University, Zach is participating in an American Foundation for Suicide Prevention Out of the Darkness Walk. In his campaign to raise money, he asked if he could include my story about struggling with mental health.

Zach’s thoughtfulness, awareness and desire to support a cause that is of particular importance to me means more than I think I will ever be able to conceptualize. It is the random, unexpected, unsolicited acts of kindness, thoughtfulness and love that fill my heart, but also make me realize how much I miss my brothers.

It’s true, time stops for no one. One of the hardest parts of getting older is that life becomes more complex; our lives have begun to take us in very different directions. My oldest brother has a beautiful family. Adam, soon enough, will be taking the Bar exam. Zach, my baby brother is not a baby, he’s finishing up his first year of college. It feels like just yesterday that he graduated from middle school. The fact of the matter is that we aren’t kids anymore. Things are different. Life has changed and will continue to change.

I think what I miss most about being a kid was all four of us being together constantly. I did not realize it at the time, but those were the best days. The Saturday morning cartoons, playing Madden on the weekends, playing two-on-two (tackle) football outside, building forts between the beds with sheets and blankets. Those were, what I believe they call, “the good old days.”

Now, those days look a little different. Those days don’t happen nearly as often as I would like. Life takes us different directions, and down various paths. Whether it be college, law school or the “real-world,” living in 4 different states, the days are few and far between. However, when those days do come, they are some of the best days and cherishing these moments, holding them close to my heart, carries me through until the next time we all get to be together.

As cliché as it sounds, I know wholeheartedly that despite the distance, despite the differences in our journeys, we will always, always have a bond that is so special. I wish there were words to describe how truly grateful I am to have three of the greatest humans as my brothers.

Cover Image Credit: Brianne Safer

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