What It's Like Having An Older Brother When You're A Younger Sister

The Reality Of Having An Older Brother When You're A Younger Sister

Having an older brother is very special.


It's true: brothers are a different breed.

But what we often tend to overlook is how much we truly need them in our lives. From a young age, it comes naturally to look up to and idolize your older bro. Brothers teach us so many things as we grow; they show us how to be tough when we are scared, show us how to smile when we are sad and show us to find the good in all of the bad things that happen around us.

When we were kids, my brother and I would watch Tom and Jerry with our papaw. All three of us would laugh until we had tears in our eyes (and probably still would today too). But I read a quote once about brothers and sisters that said,

"Brother and sister relationships are like Tom and Jerry. They tease and irritate each other, knock each other down, but can't live without each other."

If you have a brother, then you know there is no other person on this planet that could irritate you more than he can even if they tried. But regardless of that, you can't live without each other.

Tagging along next to him, falling to the beat of his steps became natural as time went on. I've been his sidekick since before I can remember; He's my Batman and I'm his Robin.

From being young and him teaching me to ride a bike, staying up all night on Christmas Eve and playing video games; to growing older and going on road trips, taking on concerts and discovering new music, a brother is someone you can always count on.

He will always be there. He was there before you could walk. He was there on your first day of school. He was there when you would fall (he probably laughed), but would still be there. He was there to cheer you on at your sporting events. He was there when you walked across the stage in a cap and gown.

Photo by Emmie Keenan

Your older brother is the person you stick up for and defend to your parents (even if he's wrong). He's the person you believe will actually pay you a quarter if you do him a favor (even though you know he never will). He's the person you forgive (even if he does annoy you beyond belief). But most importantly, he's the person you hold so near and dear to your heart because of all of the things he does.

After some long thought, if I could describe my brother with only one word it would be: talented.

He creates art. He can teach himself to play just about any instrument, can write and read music, sings his own songs and does it all on his own. If you're interested in listening to my brother's music, check it out. You won't be disappointed!

Drew Keenan — "Wish U Were Here"

So to my brother: I'll always be here to tag along; rain or shine. You're my brother by chance, but my best bud by choice.

If you have an older brother, go tell him you appreciate him. I bet it will make him smile!

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To My Sister On Her Wedding Day

“I thank God every day that I haven’t had to spend a day of my life without her by my side.”

A few weeks ago, my sister married the man of her dreams. I am happy to say that I couldn’t imagine a more perfect fit for my sister. At the wedding I gave a speech, because as the maid of honor, that was one of my obligations. I wrote my speech ahead of time because I tend to get nervous speaking in front of crowds of 200+. Now that the wedding is over, I would like to share the speech that I prepared.

“Hello everyone. For those of you that don’t know me, my name is Caroline and I am the bride’s little sister. As you probably know, weddings are not the easiest to plan, and Kassi isn’t always the easiest to please, so the Pevonka household has been pretty crazy these last few weeks. With all the madness going on, it was easy to forget the reason for it all. Now that the chaos has ended, it has finally hit me that my big sis is getting married. Looking at her right now, I can’t help but get a little emotional. My sister is the most beautiful woman I know. Yes, she has her hair done and make-up on, but that’s not the kind of beautiful I’m talking about. Don’t get me wrong, my sister is a sold 10, but that kind of physical beauty fades with age. My sisters beauty shines from within and touches everyone she meets. Zach, I hope you know that you are the luckiest man in the world.

Kassi, I am so proud of the way you took charge and raised Keegan; I mean it takes a special kind of person to raise a child at the age of 20. I never had a doubt in my mind that she would be the amazing mom that she is because she has had it in her her entire life. Ever since I can remember, Kassi has been the second mom I never wanted. She dressed me, drove my carpool to school, and even told me which boys I wasn’t allowed to date. While her bossiness led to many fights in my teenage years, I can’t thank her enough for looking out for me all these years. I thank God every day that I haven’t had to spend a day of my life without her by my side.

Zach, I want you to know that my sister loves you more than anything in the entire world. Trust me, she would not be marrying you if she didn’t feel that way. My sister is a perfectionist and doesn’t settle for anything or anyone, so in her eyes, you are as close to perfect as they come. I couldn’t imagine a better fit for my sister, only someone as calm as you can handle her sassiness all the time.

In life we are never promised anything. We aren’t promised the job of our dreams or the big house we always wanted. We aren’t promised the nicest things, or a lifetime of health. But one thing that I can promise you, Zach, is that my sister will love you unconditionally every day for the rest of her life. Whatever life may throw at you, whatever challenges you may have to face, never forget to check your side because my sister will always be right there. She is the kind that you can count on for life.

Congrats to the happy couple. I love you guys.”

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To The Older Sibling I Never Had, I Wish You Were Here To Guide Me

I know you don't exist, and I know you never will, but sometimes I catch myself imagining a life with you in it.


Starting high school is a terrifying feeling and an insane transition when you don't have anyone to guide you through it. It was a mere 15-step walk to the door, and once I was inside my parents promised me there would be somebody there to help me find my classes, so why did I feel like I was being thrown straight into the gates of hell? I counted down the minutes until we pulled into the school parking lot and dreaded the sound of the car door opening and the anticipated start to the "best four years of my life."

As we were pulling up, I saw a girl who went to the same middle school as I followed her older brother, who was a senior through the front doors as if it had been rehearsed at home. At this moment, I would have given my right foot to walk in her shoes right behind an older brother just this once. Eventually, I just walked right inside.

Unfortunately, this would not be the last of my longing for guidance from the older sibling I've never had.

I get it, I got a B in math. I get it, if I would have spent last Friday night studying instead of out with my friends it is possible that I could have gotten an A. But, what my parents seemed to not get was that life actually does go on even if you get a B on a report card. Time doesn't stop, your dreams don't diminish, and you are still viewed as a fairly competent person.

Luckily for my younger sisters, it seems my parents eventually did get it at the cost of my phone being taken away for three months and my social life ceasing to exist for the rest of that school year. As I spent every Friday night at home studying I longed, for just this once, to have an older sibling who was willing to take this hit for me.

Why did nobody tell me that it's actually more fun to go to school dances with friends than the boy you barely know who is just desperate for some conversation with the opposite sex?

I always wondered why that girl I went to middle school with never took a date to any of our formals or homecomings. Eventually, four homecomings and two proms later, I realized that this was because stumbling through the awkward introductions to family, tolerating the completely posed and overdone photos that would never actually be posted anywhere because you didn't talk outside of this forced interaction, and small talk over fruit punch and loud music was never actually necessary. Of course, I passed this message to my younger sisters and saved them the struggle of finding out for themselves.

Don't even get me started on being the first sibling to have to navigate applying to colleges.

I really could have used you then. I'm convinced there is nothing more difficult than trying to fill out a FAFSA or Common Application with absolutely no guidance or experience. Is my application essay long enough? Should I apply for early or regular admission? What if I don't get accepted anywhere? As selfish as it sounds, I would have given my other foot not to have to find these things out for myself.

I'd trade a lifetime worth of shotgun privileges to have you in my life to help me figure this stuff out.

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