Dear Little,

First of all, I'm glad you're here and that we met in the first place. Although I never imagined I would be in a sorority in college, I looked forward to getting a little sister the minute I joined. I couldn't wait to have someone to laugh and hang out with and for you to be the little sister I never had. I couldn't wait to make those silly canvases, the ones with the sappy quotes and the swirly Greek letters. I couldn't wait to decorate your room and reveal my identity in front of the whole sisterhood at the end of Big/Little week. But being your big is more than pretty canvases and the metallic letter balloons I left in your room.

As your big, I promise to be there for you no matter what. I promise to always support you, in the good times and the bad. I promise that you can tell me anything, and I'll do my best to help. I'll be there when things get hard and I'll be there when they're really good.

Before we were paired, I always said that, no matter what happened, I would make the best of it. As someone told me before Big/Little week, no matter who your big is, they'll be incredibly excited to have you as your little. I knew that even if it didn't seem like the perfect match at first glance, it would work out. I told myself that not everyone has a perfect relationship and I prepared myself, for lack of a better word, to be a little disappointed. I knew that not everyone gets a little the first semester they want one. I prepared myself to watch my friends get littles while I didn't. But that didn't happen.

From the moment we met, I knew we would be friends. As I got to know your more, I wished that you would be my little. It was so easy to talk to you and we had a lot in common. We got along so easily and after we got coffee at Einstein's that day, I knew that we would have kept talking for a lot longer if I didn't have to run off to class. As soon as I opened the email with the pairings, my eyes teared up. Your name was next to mine. I couldn't believe it. After all that preparation for not getting a little, I was matched with the person I wished would be my little. From that moment on, I was giddy with excitement. I couldn't wait to do all those silly little things leading up to reveal. I was so excited for what was ahead of us. Getting a big was one of my favorite experiences out of everything I've experienced being in a sorority and I couldn't wait to be in the position to give that experience to someone else.

While we've only known each other since the beginning of last semester, I know that the friendship we have is a really good one. I love spending time with you, whether it's one of the times you decide to join me as I grocery shop or when we're playing pranks on your friends. Thank you for being the best little I could have asked for.

Love,

Your Big