As the older sister, I have always had more responsibilities than my younger brother. On one hand, growing up with my brother was mostly a lot of fighting, arguing over the smallest things, getting in trouble constantly and wishing I had a younger sister instead. It was the indefinite feeling of him never understanding what I had to go through, while he got it easy. If he got in trouble, it was almost always my fault. If we got into fights, I had to be the mature one and let it go. If I made plans with my friends, I had to take him along. I always saw myself doing more things for him than myself.

On the other hand, however, my brother provided me a memorable childhood. Putting our money together to buy snacks our parents wouldn't know about. Playing multiplayer video games well into the summer nights. Taking the fall together when neither one of us wanted to take the blame. Tricking him into doing my chores. You know, all that good stuff.

I have to admit, going into college I didn’t think much of all the precious memories we made together. Rather, I gave light to the bad memories I had, thinking college would be a break from our stupid little fights and a chance to get away from all of his shenanigans.

Truth is, I miss it all. I miss the good and the bad.

Little brother, I miss you coming to me with the craziest little things. I miss you standing in front of the TV refusing to let me change the channel, or hiding my things, or annoying me to the point where I have to leave the room. I miss you coming up with the most random questions I couldn’t ever have imagined. Truth is, I don’t ever regret having you instead of an older sibling, or a little sister. I miss seeing you grow — becoming a young man. I miss having someone by my side (even if it is by force). I miss having you there, because no one understood my life better than you did. I miss seeing your accomplishments, and having you be there for mine because I know how much you played a part in it.

Everyday that I am away from you, I miss you more. I take pride in knowing that having you there in my life will reflect on your future relationships -- because even as my younger brother, you treated me with respect. You know what it is like to be a gentleman. You know what it is like to protect those who you love. You know how to make up after fights, and you know how to put me first.

Sure, there were days where we just could not get along, but you grew and helped me grow from it too. I had a memorable childhood, because you were a part of it (especially when I played dress up and you were my doll). Even so, I had a partner in crime everyday, and it just wouldn't have been that way with anyone else. So yeah, it's nice to have a break from those arguments, but I can’t help but miss you.

And I want you to remember, that even though I’m far away, I will always be there for you.

I send you all my love!