Dear Bubba,

We normally hate each other, but I mean what else are siblings for?

You taught me so much growing up.

You taught me that if a boy ever hurts me I didn't have to worry because you would be right there to handle it.

You taught me what it is like to have fun without realizing the inevitable trouble we would be in later.

You taught me how to love unconditionally because I loved you even when you were beating me up.

You taught me what it is like to have a guardian angel on Earth because whenever I really need you, you were always there.

You taught me that it not okay to chase liquor.

You taught me to know my limits when it came to drinking, and never pass them.

You taught me how to fight.

You taught me how to have a voice, mostly screaming Mom or Dad when you were being mean.

You taught me how to make the bombest pancakes in the world, even though they don't come lose in comparison to yours.

You taught me to always be fully dressed while making bacon, or I will have a nasty scar on my chest. (Who makes bacon shirtless???)

You taught me how to ride a dirtbike, even though I probably couldn't today.

You taught what being stubborn is, because boy, you are more stubborn than a mule.

But more than anything, Bubba, you have taught me to be me. Growing up with you conditioned me to be the strong person I am today. If I didn't fear to live in the shadow of my older brother, I would never be so willing to speak up today. I wouldn't have my dumb dry sense of humor if it wasn't for you making me sit and watch Monty Python and The Holy Grail on repeat. We always fight and bicker, but I know at the end of the day if I needed someone, you would be the first one there. I am sorry for all of the pain I put you through growing up when I would cry wolf because we were arguing and I was afraid to fight you. I am sorry that you had to go through so many things alone growing up because I was too blind to realize it. Thank you for keeping me blind Bubba, and never ruining my childhood by having to grow up too fast like you had to. I will always be the little baby sister that you had. I will always be the head you used to rub and kiss. I will always be your baby sister. Mom recently told me how you would be willing to help me pay for school, even when you do not have the money to give up yourself. You are trying to improve your future and the first person you want to help when you get that money is me. I do not know how to thank you enough. I love you so much. I could never in a million years pay you back for everything you have taught me and have done for me. Granted you can be the biggest ass sometimes, but I know you mean well. Thank you, Bubba for making me, me.