For The Older Sister You Don't Know What You'd Do Without

For The Older Sister You Don't Know What You'd Do Without

You annoy me to no end, but my life would be completely different without you in it.


To my older sister,

You always used to tell me that when Mom and Dad told you that they were going to have another baby, I was supposed to be a boy, but you wished on a penny and threw it in a water fountain that you would have a baby sister. Therefore, you magically determined my gender and that's why I wasn't that into "girly" toys when I was a child. You were a weird kid for that. Everyone knew me as "Hannah" before I was born and when you met me in that hospital room, you said you didn't like my new name. Too bad, I'm stuck with it my whole life.

Each person in our family said I looked just like you when I was fresh out of the womb. As I got older, some people still said that we were similar, but then I started getting that I looked like our brother. Someone even noted that I resembled if you guys had a kid, I hated that. Guaranteed, I was probably one shade darker than albino and you could've passed for a different ethnicity. My friends used to ask me all of the time if we had different parents because you were so much tanner than I was. Even if we did, it wouldn't matter. You helped raise me being six years older than I am.

Just like any other younger sibling, I wanted to do everything you were doing. You were a cheerleader so I wanted to become a cheerleader. I wanted every single article of clothing that you owned and I was angered when you got a cell phone before me. I was your test subject for cheer stunts and beauty products, willingly or unwillingly. If you gave our parents attitude, I gave our parents attitude.

Being the first-born, you were the one who got to test out Mom and Dad's waters. You weren't a bad teenager, the rules were just more of a suggestion to you. You made some pretty dumb mistakes but bounced back in the end. I knew not to make those faults when I reached your age, you even told me not to make those choices. You have a healing soul and like to help people, it's just in your nature, but sometimes it could tire you out and stress out immensely. You are one of the strongest people I know in my life, you've handled endeavors that would knock people down for years. You probably don't realize it, but I admire you greatly.

You're super protective of me. You can roast and tease me all you want, but as soon as someone else tries to do the same or actually has intentions of hurting me, you go into full mama bear mode. People throwing threats and insults at you doesn't hit close to home, but when it's on your baby sister, you like to get a tad angry. You're the only person who understands my crazy family because you're apart of it. We have no shortage of inside jokes or memories, talking to each other with nonverbal communication.

I can tell you anything in the world and not be judged for it. I can call you in the middle of the night and you would still come get me. You confide in me your darkest secrets. You're like a built-in best friend. Thank you for being there all my life.

I don't know what I would do without you.


Your little sister

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When You Make A Girl An Aunt, You Change Her World In All The Best Ways

When you make a girl an aunt, you make her the happiest girl in the world.


My brother and his wife recently blessed our family with the sweetest bundle of joy on planet earth. OK, I may be a little bias but I believe it to be completely true. I have never been baby crazy, but this sweet-cheeked angel is the only exception. I am at an age where I do not want children yet, but being able to love on my nephew like he is my own is so satisfying.

When you make a girl an aunt, you make her a very protective person.

From making sure the car seat is strapped in properly before every trip, to watching baby boy breathe while he sleeps, you'll never meet someone, besides mommy and daddy of course, who is more concerned with the safety of that little person than me.

When you make a girl an aunt, you give her a miniature best friend.

There is something about an aunt that is so fun. An aunt is a person you go to when you think you're in trouble or when you want something mom and dad said you couldn't have. An aunt is someone who takes you to get ice cream and play in the park to cool down after having a temper tantrum. I can't wait to be the one he runs to.

When you make a girl an aunt, she gets to skip on the difficulty of disciplining.

Being an aunt means you get to be fun. Not to say I wouldn't correct my nephew if he were behaving poorly, but for the most part, I get to giggle and play and leave the hard stuff for my brother.

When you make a girl an aunt, you give her the best listening ears.

As of right now I only listen to the sweet coos and hungry cries but I am fully prepared to listen to all the problems in his life in the future.

When you make a girl an aunt, you make her the best advice giver.

By the time my nephew needs advice, hopefully, I will have all of my life lessons perfected into relatable stories.

When you make a girl an aunt, you make her a number-one fan

Anything you do in life sweet boy, I will be cheering you on. I already know you are going to do great things.

When you make a girl an aunt, she learns what true love is.

The love I have for my nephew is so pure. Its the love that is just there. I don't have to choose to show love every day, I don't have to forgive, I don't have to worry if it is reciprocated, it is just there.

When you make a girl an aunt, you make her the happiest person in the world.

I cannot wait to watch my precious nephew grow into the amazing person that I know he is going to be.

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To The Older Sibling I Never Had, I Wish You Were Here To Guide Me

I know you don't exist, and I know you never will, but sometimes I catch myself imagining a life with you in it.


Starting high school is a terrifying feeling and an insane transition when you don't have anyone to guide you through it. It was a mere 15-step walk to the door, and once I was inside my parents promised me there would be somebody there to help me find my classes, so why did I feel like I was being thrown straight into the gates of hell? I counted down the minutes until we pulled into the school parking lot and dreaded the sound of the car door opening and the anticipated start to the "best four years of my life."

As we were pulling up, I saw a girl who went to the same middle school as I followed her older brother, who was a senior through the front doors as if it had been rehearsed at home. At this moment, I would have given my right foot to walk in her shoes right behind an older brother just this once. Eventually, I just walked right inside.

Unfortunately, this would not be the last of my longing for guidance from the older sibling I've never had.

I get it, I got a B in math. I get it, if I would have spent last Friday night studying instead of out with my friends it is possible that I could have gotten an A. But, what my parents seemed to not get was that life actually does go on even if you get a B on a report card. Time doesn't stop, your dreams don't diminish, and you are still viewed as a fairly competent person.

Luckily for my younger sisters, it seems my parents eventually did get it at the cost of my phone being taken away for three months and my social life ceasing to exist for the rest of that school year. As I spent every Friday night at home studying I longed, for just this once, to have an older sibling who was willing to take this hit for me.

Why did nobody tell me that it's actually more fun to go to school dances with friends than the boy you barely know who is just desperate for some conversation with the opposite sex?

I always wondered why that girl I went to middle school with never took a date to any of our formals or homecomings. Eventually, four homecomings and two proms later, I realized that this was because stumbling through the awkward introductions to family, tolerating the completely posed and overdone photos that would never actually be posted anywhere because you didn't talk outside of this forced interaction, and small talk over fruit punch and loud music was never actually necessary. Of course, I passed this message to my younger sisters and saved them the struggle of finding out for themselves.

Don't even get me started on being the first sibling to have to navigate applying to colleges.

I really could have used you then. I'm convinced there is nothing more difficult than trying to fill out a FAFSA or Common Application with absolutely no guidance or experience. Is my application essay long enough? Should I apply for early or regular admission? What if I don't get accepted anywhere? As selfish as it sounds, I would have given my other foot not to have to find these things out for myself.

I'd trade a lifetime worth of shotgun privileges to have you in my life to help me figure this stuff out.

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