My dearest Biggie,
Who would have thought that an Integrated Environmental Science major and an English major would be the perfect match? I knew you were the one for me from the moment I found out you loved mermaids just as much as I do.
The week and a half between preference night and reveal was torture. You gave me the most prefect gifts, but no hints. You put the spotlight on someone else anytime I mentioned Bigs. You even went so far as to look me in the eye when I joked about you being my Big and said, "I wanted you, but I can promise you that I'm not your Big." I was a little (OK, maybe a lot) upset. You had me convinced that someone else was chosen as my Big, and I had no idea who else it could be. I didn't know what to expect the night we were told that we were getting our Bigs. Somehow I knew it was you when I walked into that room and saw you covered in wrapping paper. Unwrapping you was the most exciting moment. Never have I ever received a gift so perfect that I cried... until you.
When asked what I was looking for in a Big, my answer was, "Acceptance... not just someone who accepts me, but someone who helps me to accept myself," and, from the moment I met you, you have done just that. If you aren't slipping little compliments into daily conversation to boost my self-esteem, than you're reassuring me that I am allowed to have my own opinion, and that I don't need to worry that others may not agree. I met you a little over a month ago, and you immediately began to make a huge impact on my self-confidence.
I couldn't have asked for a better mentor. You aren't just someone to help me transition into the sorority lifestyle, but someone to help me through life in general. I've already come to you so many times when I'm upset about something, happy about something, or just in need of advice, and you never hesitate to tell me to do what I think is best. You're constantly looking out for me, whether you're sending me a random text asking how I am or making me call you the entire walk home. You're also not afraid to look at me like I'm an idiot when I say/do something really dumb, and for that I am so grateful. Thanks for being awesome and making sure I don't do dumb things... like putting the bleach in the dryer.
I love you more than mermaids and Moes, and I can't wait for all the crazy adventures life has in store for us.
Xoxo,
The best Little ever
The inspiration for this article was Marisa Gonzalez's article A Letter To My Little.
