I can’t name a better dynamic duo than us. We’ve been partners in crime since I was old enough to walk. People always talk about finding “their person” in life; that one friend that outshines all the others; and the one person that will never leave their side. Fortunately enough for me, I didn’t have to look too far to find my person. You’ve always been the one to pick me up, even if you were the one that knocked me down in the first place. You always encouraged me to follow my passions and always had a pep talk in your back pocket when I contemplated settling for less.

It seems like yesterday we were playing damsels in distress at the top of our “castle” that was actually our bunked beds. It wasn’t that long ago that we were fighting over Barbie shoes or heading to the hospital for stitches. As much as we argued and tattle tailed we always made up within the next breath. We grew up having a built-in best friend to come home to. Sisters are expected to fight when they’re young, which we did, and become friends as they mature. I’d like to think of our sistership – forced sisters but chosen best friend relationship – as an old married couple. We bicker, but it’s never anything that we don’t get over within five minutes because we both lead all too exciting lives and always find a meme that’s too hilarious not to share with each other.

As much as it still feels like we should be talking about boys and sharing a room, those years have come and gone and now we’re all grown up. And you’re getting married. After all those years of talking about boys and obsessing over celebrity crushes, you’ve finally found the person that took your focus away from everyone else, and I couldn’t be happier. You’re the perfect fit for each other and you complement each other in all the right ways. He’s your fairytale ending price charming in a world full of unhappy endings.

So thank you for all the years of sharing clothes, rocking out to '90s playlists and countless movie and ice cream nights. A part of me feels like somehow this will be different, that you getting married is so much different than us both living on our own hours away from each other, but I guess it’s really not. I’m thankful for the role model that you’ve always been for me. You were my first hero, and I’ll never stop asking for your advice. You’ve been beyond blessed with a wonderful person to spend the rest of your life with, and I’m so incredibly glad that you’re this happy. Thank you for your random texts of funny memes, for pretending like you don’t still have half of my clothes and for making me laugh so hard that I couldn’t stop crying. You’ll always be my person.

With all the love in the world,

Your biggest supporter.

P.S. I hope you don’t assume that sleepovers are off the table once you get hitched.