Dear Michael,

It’s extremely hard to believe that I have been living 104 miles away from you for 7 months when I lived 10 feet from you for 18 years. It has flown by and hasn’t felt like that much time, but at the same time it’s felt like an eternity. Long story short, I miss you.

I always knew we would end up at different colleges. You and I are polar opposites with completely different personalities and interests so it was obvious that we would. I was honestly ready to leave and I know you were too, but I knew we would both miss each other a lot, even if you never actually said it out loud.

When you dropped me off on move-in day, it finally sunk in that you and I wouldn’t see each other for 3 months. Dang, 3 months? We’ve spent a lifetime together seeing each other almost every single day, and now you expect me to go 3 months without you? I was upset. I never admitted it, but I didn’t want to go 3 months without seeing you.

You drive me absolutely crazy. We have our arguments and sometimes we annoy each other to no end, but I miss those things. I miss your sense of humor and the way you could make me laugh when I was down. I miss your crazy stories that honestly make no sense to me but make mom laugh hysterically. I miss how you protected me from anyone and anything, even though I know you still do it now.

We have made it 7 months, and now in 2 months, we will be back together for an entire summer before we do it all over again. It’s not always easy, but when I think about how much you’ve accomplished and all the amazing things you’re doing, it suddenly becomes a lot easier.

I’m so proud of you and I’m so grateful to be your sister. I miss you, but I’ll be home in 2 months ready for a summer of annoying you constantly.

Love,

Allison