To my amazing brother and sister,
I know I don't say it often enough, but thank you. Thank you for always being there and never giving up on me. I know I'm not the easiest person to have as a sister. I'm stubborn and defensive, I steal your stuff and I never let you have the last word. The fact that you can put up with me is argument enough that you guys really are the best.
We are only two years apart, but I still come to you with every little problem, as if you had a whole lifetime ahead of me. In some ways I think you guys do, you've seen so many different things and had to overcome so many obstacles. I am going to tell you each how much you mean to me, but if I wrote down everything that you both have done for me, well, I'd never leave my computer.
Ashley,
Where do I start? You are my older sister, my best friend and, at times, my mom. People always say how jealous they are at how close we are, but I never really thought it was anything strange. I mean we're sisters, we're supposed to be close, right? Apparently that's not true in a lot of cases
I miss our long car rides blasting Luke Bryan out of the speakers and singing to random cars that drive by. I miss our other drives that were much more quiet where you would answer all of my questions, no matter how weird or uncomfortable they were. I miss you texting me asking for me to come to your room just because you wanted company.
Yes, I complain about you acting too much like my mom, but I know you're just doing it because you love me. No matter how annoying it can be, I love having someone who cares that much about me.
Thank you for everything you've done. You've shown me that I will always have someone to go to for help.
Thomas,
Who would have thought we'd ever reach the point where I am writing about how much I love you? Growing up, we fought constantly, and no one thought we would ever get along. Once you went to college, things got a little easier, and I found myself talking to you on the phone at least once a week.
You are my protective older brother. You make sure I stay on the straight and narrow and don't stray even for a second. You ask me about my grades more than our parents do, and you get disappointed when you think I didn't do the best I could. Trust me when I say that the last thing I want to do is disappoint you. I think that's worse than having you mad at me.
We fight, yes, but what brother and sister don't? I know that at the end of the day, I will always have you to go to. You act like my parent as well, and it's frustrating having four parents, but that's a lot better than having no parents at all.
Thank you for everything and just know even when I'm yelling at you and saying how mad you make me, I still love you.
