On Little Sisters

On Little Sisters

There is nothing more bittersweet than watching them grow up.

If you are an oldest sibling, like myself, it is inevitable that eventually your reign of tyranny will become less and less powerful as your younger siblings begin to mature (thus learn to stand up for themselves). However, the simple fact that you are the oldest remains forever. So, while it does eventually stop becoming the only justification for the reason why your younger siblings should bring you water when you are too lazy to do so yourself, or why your younger siblings should be cramped in the middle seat, or why your younger siblings should get the couch in the hotel room while you get to relax in the big bed--it does provide for a unique perspective on your younger siblings that is unlike anything else.

I have two younger siblings, however my brother is only two years younger, and often acts as if he is the older sibling. My sister, on the other hand, is 6 and a 1/2 years younger than me. I still have vivid memories of my 6 year old self jumping for joy when I found out that yes, all my wishing and hoping was worth it, and the new sibling coming in June would be a girl-- a sister-- to my 6 year old self there was nothing better.

The perspective of an older sister is an interesting one, because you get to watch your mini-me grow up in real time. And as they get older you begin to notice things.

You notice that they roll their eyes at your dumb jokes that used to make them laugh. You notice they shut the door when their friends are over when they used to leave it open for you to walk in. You notice they shield their phone from you when you walk behind them when they used to not have a care in the world. You notice they pick out their outfit the night before school when they used to care so little about what they looked like. You notice they put on make up before they go out sometimes, and though they claim it's "just for fun", your heart tugs a little at the thought that they may not think they are as pretty without it. You notice they get wronged by friends--not just in the "she took my crayon" wronged, but truly hurt and have to sit by and watch as they solve their problems by themselves.

But you notice other things too--you notice that they make a joke that leaves you actually laughing, and not in the way that you laugh at a little kid's jokes, but in a way you laugh at a friend's. You notice that they come to you to discuss different things that happen in their friend's lives, and ask for actual advice. You notice that you can FINALLY begin to share clothes with each other, thus each begin raiding the other's closer. You notice that you can both laugh over the fact that neither of you know how to properly put on eyeshadow, so you end up with bright pink eyes. You notice that you can go to them with things that upset you, and they can give you genuine advice. You notice that you don't talk to them how you talk to children anymore, you talk to them like they are grown up. You notice that they are no longer just your baby sister, they are your best friend.

Watching a little sister grow up is one of the most bittersweet things I have yet to experience. You watch her innocence get replaced with knowledge and unscathed heart become a little worse for wear as she maneuvers her way through this rollercoaster called life.

But, there is much more sweet than bitter. You watch her smile and laugh and learn and grow up to become someone you are proud to call your best friend. And you know that no matter what life throws at either of you, you will stand by, support, and love each other forever.

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It's Time To Thank Your First Roommate

Not the horror story kind of roommate, but the one that was truly awesome.

Nostalgic feelings have recently caused me to reflect back on my freshman year of college. No other year of my life has been filled with more ups and downs, and highs and lows, than freshman year. Throughout all of the madness, one factor remained constant: my roommate. It is time to thank her for everything. These are only a few of the many reasons to do so, and this goes for roommates everywhere.

You have been through all the college "firsts" together.

If you think about it, your roommate was there through all of your first college experiences. The first day of orientation, wishing you luck on the first days of classes, the first night out, etc. That is something that can never be changed. You will always look back and think, "I remember my first day of college with ____."

You were even each other's first real college friend.

You were even each other's first real college friend.

Months before move-in day, you were already planning out what freshman year would be like. Whether you previously knew each other, met on Facebook, or arranged to meet in person before making any decisions, you made your first real college friend during that process.

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The transition from high school to college is not easy, but somehow you made it out on the other side.

It is no secret that transitioning from high school to college is difficult. No matter how excited you were to get away from home, reality hit at some point. Although some people are better at adjusting than others, at the times when you were not, your roommate was there to listen. You helped each other out, and made it through together.

Late night talks were never more real.

Remember the first week when we stayed up talking until 2:00 a.m. every night? Late night talks will never be more real than they were freshman year. There was so much to plan for, figure out, and hope for. Your roommate talked, listened, laughed, and cried right there with you until one of you stopped responding because sleep took over.

You saw each other at your absolute lowest.

It was difficult being away from home. It hurt watching relationships end and losing touch with your hometown friends. It was stressful trying to get in the swing of college level classes. Despite all of the above, your roommate saw, listened, and strengthened you.

...but you also saw each other during your highest highs.

After seeing each other during the lows, seeing each other during the highs was such a great feeling. Getting involved on campus, making new friends, and succeeding in classes are only a few of the many ways you have watched each other grow.

There was so much time to bond before the stresses of college would later take over.

Freshman year was not "easy," but looking back on it, it was more manageable than you thought at the time. College only gets busier the more the years go on, which means less free time. Freshman year you went to lunch, dinner, the gym, class, events, and everything else possible together. You had the chance to be each other's go-to before it got tough.

No matter what, you always bounced back to being inseparable.

Phases of not talking or seeing each other because of business and stress would come and go. Even though you physically grew apart, you did not grow apart as friends. When one of you was in a funk, as soon as it was over, you bounced right back. You and your freshman roommate were inseparable.

The "remember that one time, freshman year..." stories never end.

Looking back on freshman year together is one of my favorite times. There are so many stories you have made, which at the time seemed so small, that bring the biggest laughs today. You will always have those stories to share together.

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The unspoken rule that no matter how far apart you grow, you are always there for each other.

It is sad to look back and realize everything that has changed since your freshman year days. You started college with a clean slate, and all you really had was each other. Even though you went separate ways, there is an unspoken rule that you are still always there for each other.

Your old dorm room is now filled with two freshmen trying to make it through their first year. They will never know all the memories that you made in that room, and how it used to be your home. You can only hope that they will have the relationship you had together to reflect on in the years to come.

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When You Give A Girl A Little Brother

6 reasons why my brother is the best brother in the universe.


The day my mother told me that I would be a big sister, I ran my little fourth-grade self to my classroom as soon as I arrived at school and shouted the news to all my classmates. Nothing could wipe off the huge smile I had on my face for the rest of the week. For the next few months, everyone around me told me that I would get into tons of fights with my brother and that there would be arguing, hair-pulling, screaming, kicking, scratching, hitting, and all the likes. But listening to all of this made my 10-year-old heart hold on tighter to the promise I made to myself to always protect my brother no matter what. As the months passed, the excitement in me grew to insurmountable heights. When my brother was born, my parents left me at my neighbor's house so that I wouldn't have to miss school (much to my disappointment). I laid my eyes on my brother for the very first time on the evening of Monday November 29, 2009. He really was a tiny bundle of joy (with a full head of hair), and I couldn't get over how absolutely adorable he was.

November 29, 2009 ~ Taran was born! Srikanth Hari

I was so eager for him to come home so I could meet him and play with him. Over the years, my brother and I developed a relationship that was the complete opposite of what everyone had predicted would happen. We grew more and more attached to each other despite our 10-year age gap. I would help my mother change his diapers, spend hours upon hours playing with him and reading him stories, bathe and dress him, and answer his endless "why" questions. And as tiny as he was, my brother taught me some of the biggest lessons I've learned up until now. So put your seatbelts on and prepare to hear me ramble and fangirl about why my brother is undeniably the cutest, funniest, adorable-est, and overall the absolute best brother on the face of this planet.

Hey, Taran. If you're reading this, I want to tell you that I love you. I love you to the ends of the earth and back. I love you like every drop of dew loves the leaf it clings on to in the morning, like how the sunflowers love the light from the sun so much so that they turn to face it all the time. You're the best brother in the world, and I'm so proud of everything you've done so far. You'll always be my most favorite basketball player, and I'll never forget how you used to go to bed with that tiny basketball you drew all over back when you were a baby. I'll never forget how you would sit in the bathroom or on the stairs singing Little Boy Blue and Baa Baa Black Sheep. I'll let you in on a little secret: every time I miss you a little more than usual, I watch those videos on my phone because they make me smile so much. I love all the art that you make because I love knowing that I taught you how to love creating things that you see in your mind. I love reading your writing, and I treasure every second I get to spend with you. Going to college showed me how much you really mean to me, and you're the smartest little boy I have ever met in my entire life. Your hugs bring me so much warmth and comfort that I will never be able to get from anyone else. I love you so so much.

Love, Akka

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