Dear Best Friend of Mine,

As cliché as these letters are, it just has to be done.

Our friendship has been a fun one. Years and years of memories, laughs, jokes, mistakes, tears, and a few near death experiences, have torn through us and yet here we still are. The amount of inside jokes and old stories we have and repeatedly tell is almost pathetic because it consumes most of what we really talk about now. Every single conversation has multiple instances where one of us says "Do you remember that time?".

To some, it could be considered lame because we live and laugh so much in the past. But to me, it's beautiful because the past brought us to right now. It almost feels like we have done everything together, but if you think about it, we basically have. We have had a middle school, high school, and a CNA course graduation together. Now, we are in college together now.

After going through so much together, I almost have to question your sanity because I have no idea how you aren't sick of me yet. You hate hugs, yet I force them on you. You aren't very interested in arts and crafts or coloring, but choose to participate because you know it'll make me happy.

You know what they say, opposites must attract because we are pretty much the opposite ends on almost every spectrum.

But we do compliment each other very well.

We became sisters very quickly, we started with the friendship with constant bickering and that's alright because that's what sisters do.

You, fortunately, yet unfortunately, know me the best out of everyone in this whole world. That's a blessing and a curse because you can read the expressions right off my face, can tell when I lie, and can basically tell me when something is even a hair out of place with me.That's cool and all, but can make me being stubborn difficult.

You are probably the only person in this world that knows everything about me without even having to ask.

To make this even more cliché, I need to thank you. Thank you for all the times you have been for me and forgave me when I was wrong. Thank you for all of the times you knew I was wrong, but still let me keep my pride. Even if that meant you accepted my obvious but unsaid apology. Thank you for giving me advice, and accepting when I don't use it (there's my pride and stubbornness again). Even if I am stubborn and still pick my own way, please know I listen and take in everything you say and respect it for what amazing advice it is. Thank you for not being so hard on me, even when I deserve it. Thank you for letting me vent and cry and repeat myself constantly.

Thank you for listening to the same rants, issues, stories, and same 5 songs in my car.

Thank you for being you.

You need to hear this.

Because you do not understand how truly amazing you are. You are your toughest critic and so hard on yourself. It kills me to see you be so critical when I see how amazing and beautiful you really are. You are so kindhearted, intelligent, and funny. Your "resting bitch-face" and sometimes questionable humor are a couple of my favorite things about you. You are a caring and compassionate young woman who is going to go so far in life.You will go so far, I sometimes wonder if I will even be up to speed with you in 10 years— hell, even in six months I could be far behind. But you are so truly amazing you deserve everywhere you will go in life.

You know I am a little disconnected when it comes to religion and spirituality, but God or whoever you would like to call it made me very lucky the day he placed us in sixth grade homeroom together. He blessed me far beyond belief the day we started hanging out. He changed my life the day you became my best friend.

One day you will find a sexy surgeon who will love you for you and treat you how you deserve to be treated. I always wish I were a guy so I could treat you how you should be treated. Weird to say? Probably. But what else is new? I know you will learn from my multiple mistakes and have the love and all of the cats and even a library that you deserve.

Maybe I say it too much, maybe I don't say it enough. But thank you for everything.

Quoting one your favorite shows, Grey's Anatomy, "you're my person."

I love you so much,

Love, Your "Sister from another Mister"