I have an older sister. Over the past 21 years of my life, we have fought, verbally and physically. We've slammed doors in each others faces, and we've given each other "the silent treatment". We've been the thorn in each others sides. We've been a pain in the butt to each other. We've been at each others throats.

I would give my life for her in a heartbeat.

There's nothing i wouldn't do for her. My sister has given me so much, she's taken care of me when i couldn't take care of myself. She comforted me when i was broken, she has given when she's had nothing to give. She has always been there, and she always will be there. There's nothing that will take her away from me.

My sister has blessed my life in so many different ways. Being there when i need her, blessing me with a niece and nephew, but most importantly, just staying in my life. After my mom passed away, I thought I had nothing left but pictures and memories. But that's not all I have.

I have my beautiful, incredible sister.

I am constantly amazed at all she does. She continues to be a great sister to me, and a great wife, and a great mom to her children. She continues to be there for me even when shes got alot of her own things to do. She never gives upon me.

I could tell you stories of times we fought. Man, there were some bad fights. Some fights we had, I truly wondered how we were gonna be able to continue to live with one another. Yet every time, we found a way. We found a way every single time. We learned that yeah, we were gonna fight, but we needed to get over whatever it was, because we would always be siblings. we would always be there each other, and we couldn't let some stupid fight ruin that. It's become easier with time to realize alot of these fights we had were pretty stupid, and not worth losing each other over.

When my mom passed, I had to call her and let her know. That was the worst job I've ever been given. but each day, I'm constantly reminded that i didnt lose all of my mom. She still lives through my sister. My sister picked up where my mom left off.

She serves as a constant reminder that my mom is still with me. She looks like mom, she gives me good advice like mom. But most importantly, she loves me like mom.

She's always been there for me.

So, I will always be there for her.