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.
57
views

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.

Popular Right Now

A Letter To The Grandpas Who Left Far Too Soon

The thoughts of a girl who lost both of her grandpas too early.
33014
views

Dear Grandpa,

As I get older, my memories are starting to fade. I try to cling to every last bit of memory that I have of you. There are certain memories that have stuck well in my brain, and I probably will never forget them, at least I hope I don't. I remember your smile and your laugh. I can still remember how your voice sounded. I never want to forget that. I catch myself closing my eyes to try to remember it, playing your voice over and over in my head so that I can ingrain it in my memory.

I always thought you were invincible, incapable of leaving me. You were so young, and it caught us all by surprise. You were supposed to grow old, die of old age. You were not supposed to be taken away so soon. You were supposed to see me graduate high school and college, get married to the love my life, be there when my kids are born, and never ever leave.

My heart was broken when I heard the news. I don't think I had experienced a pain to that level in my entire life. At first, I was in denial, numb to the thought that you were gone. It wasn't until Thanksgiving, then Christmas, that I realized you weren't coming back. Holidays are not the same anymore. In fact, I almost dread them. They don't have that happy cheer in the air like they did when you were alive. There is a sadness that hangs in the air because we are all thinking silently how we wished you were there. I hope when I am older and have kids that some of that holiday spirit comes back.

You know what broke my heart the most though? It was seeing your child, my parent, cry uncontrollably. I watched them lose their dad, and I saw the pain that it caused. It scared me, Grandpa, because I don't ever want to lose them like how they lost you. I can't imagine a day without my mom or dad. I still see the pain that it causes and how it doesn't go away. There are good days and there are bad days. I always get upset when I see how close people are to their grandparents and that they get to see them all the time. I hope they realize how lucky they are and that they never take it for granted. I wish I could have seen you more so that I could have more memories to remember you by.

I know though that you are watching over me. That is where I find comfort in the loss. I know that one day I will get to see you again, and I can't wait for it. I hope I have made you proud. I hope that all that I have accomplished and will accomplish makes you smile from ear to ear. I hope that the person I marry is someone you would approve of. And I hope that my kids get more time with their grandpa than I did because the amount I got wasn't fair.

I want to say thank you for raising your child to be the best parent ever because they will one day be the best grandparent ever. Just like you.

Cover Image Credit: Katelyn McKinney

Related Content

Connect with a generation
of new voices.

We are students, thinkers, influencers, and communities sharing our ideas with the world. Join our platform to create and discover content that actually matters to you.

Learn more Start Creating

My Sister Is Now A College Grad, And This Is Weird

Get ready, real world.
119
views

It felt like just yesterday that you were riding your bike ahead of me around the neighborhood. You were just coming to say goodnight to me at my bunk in front of all of my friends who were jealous that I had an older sister at camp.

I remember watching you throw your cap in the air at your high school graduation. Soon enough you were moving into your freshman year dorm. I was watching you with excitement; you were a college student–that was cool.

Now I’m the college student. You’re a college GRAD.

You were always three steps ahead of me, so this should be normal, right? Nope. On your eighteenth birthday, we all told you that we couldn’t believe you were an adult. However, you weren’t really one yet (no offense).

Now, though, it’s legit. You’re living in the big, scary world. You’re getting a REAL job, with a desk, and no summer break. Soon enough, home for you will be some tiny apartment. Coming to us will be a departure, rather than a return.

Weird stuff.

I don’t mean for it to sound bad. I mean, this is REALLY exciting. You graduated college. You’re about to start a career, create a new home, find new friends. There is so much unknown ahead of you, and it’s all going to be great.

I can’t wait to see all of the amazing things that you do and all of the amazing places that you go. Thanks for always being three steps ahead of me, so I can watch you and learn. I know you have BIG things ahead of you. Good luck, college GRAD. The real world doesn't know what's coming.

Cover Image Credit: Emily Rosenfeld

Related Content

Facebook Comments