Dear Big,
It’s been a few months since you’ve left me for adult life, and I miss you to pieces. It’s been a lonely life running around frat houses without my partner in crime, and I miss you living in the same town as me. I miss being able to call you up and come over, instead of having to book a train ticket. I miss having you at sorority events and having the whole family tree around.
I remember when I first met you: I didn’t know that I had just my met my future Big who would become one of my best friends and would make a lasting impact on my life. I didn’t know that you would become family to me. I was just a drunk freshman in a frat house basement. I didn’t understand what sisterhood was or the bonds that will always keep us close. Ever since then, you have been my role model. You showed me all of the best bars, gave me academic advice, and showed me what houses had the best after hours. You’ve heard me cry a million times over about the same guy and never judged me when I didn’t take your advice. What I wasn’t prepared for, though, was you leaving.
I remember thinking about the short amount of time we had left together when I joined the sorority, and I didn’t think that it would go by so fast. I didn’t realize how hard it would be without you here. I think of you a lot and I imagine what you’re doing out there in the real world. I know you’re making the most of grad school and working an actual job to pay the bills. You’re probably doing cool adult things like going on coffee dates with guys you didn’t meet on Tinder and buying groceries that don’t consist of beer and microwavable taquitos. The bars you go to probably aren’t covered in well drinks and don’t have 18-year-olds at them.
There are some things that haven’t and will never change, though. I know that you’re still always there for me, and I can call you to talk about anything. I know you’re making the most out of every moment and setting a good example for me. I know that I still would consider myself the luckiest girl in the world if my Little looks at me the way I look at you, and that sisterhood transcends past these four years. No matter what, I will always love you and look up to you.
You’ve inspired me in so many ways, and now you’ve shown me that there are so many opportunities after college. You’ve taught me that people aren’t their mistakes and that people are capable of whatever they put their mind to, if they really work at it. I appreciate you endlessly and you will always be a big sister to me. So just know, if you ever want to relive your college days, there is a futon in a sorority house with your name on it and a Little who really, really misses her Big.
Love,
Your Little
