Sisters Are Best Friends We Didn't Have To Choose

Sisters Are Best Friends We Didn't Have To Choose

My sisters are my best friends, and I wouldn't have it any other way.

My sisters are my best friends, and regardless of the typical sibling rivalry that goes on whether I'm home or on FaceTime, I am so lucky to have two incredible girls who look up to me and stand by my side through this journey we call life.

Having two younger sisters, one two years younger and one seven years younger, has always given me a sense of responsibility, both when it comes to myself and when it comes to them.

I see myself as a role model, one whose every action, every decision is watched and copied by my younger sisters. This has always made me strive to be the best version of myself so I can be the best role model to them.

The responsibility I feel to protect and support them, too, comes from this. Because I know how much they look up to me, I treat them with the same respect and am willing to do whatever it takes to ensure the best for them.

Anytime something happens that warrants reprimanding from my mom, somehow I’m to blame, even from hundreds of miles away. “Who just cursed down there, girls?” “It was Sophie, Mommy, we’re FaceTiming with her!!!” I’m fine with it, though. I’d rather take the heat than have them get in trouble.

Even when I’m in trouble, I'm not really in trouble. That’s another pro of being the oldest; I've been here the longest, so I'm automatically the favorite. In truth, first is never actually the worst.

In all seriousness, though, being the oldest means a lot falls on my shoulders. Whether it’s driving them around or getting crying phone calls to come home because one of them needs me, I almost feel like a mom sometimes.

Don’t get me wrong, my mom is the best, and she does everything she can for each of us, but there’s something different about a big sister; I can't discipline them, so I’m more of a best friend than a parent. It gives me purpose, but it’s also totally an added stressor.

However, I wouldn't change a single thing.

My closet is basically a clothing store according to my sisters. I can never find any of my clothes, and nothing makes them happier than when I leave my favorite jacket home after a break by accident.

Before I know it, I realize the something’s home when the first thing that pops up on my Instagram feed is a photo of my sister wearing it. I’ll leave you to figure out what happens next…

As annoying as it is to have to look through every closet in this house for twenty minutes before getting dressed in the morning, there’s nothing like waking up with one of them in my bed.

Having sisters is basically having a built-in sleepover, and there has never been a time where I've needed a hug or a cuddle and haven't gotten the warmest, coziest one.

My little sisters are my biggest fans but also my biggest critics. When I need honesty, I get honesty. When I need love and support, I get plenty of that too, and of course, I reciprocate it and then some. I don't know what I’d do without them.

Having sisters is great, but having two little sisters is even better. I’m biased and don't know it any other way, but being the oldest is definitely the best.

Being away from them for the past few months has certainly not been easy, but distance makes the hugs tighter, the laughs louder and every moment when I do come home that much more special.

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The Thank You My Dad Deserves

While our moms are always the heroes, our dads deserve some credit, too.

Dear Dad,

You’ve gone a really long time without being thanked. I'm not talking about thanks for things like opening the Gatorade bottle I couldn't or checking my tires when my car’s maintenance light is flashing, but rather the thanks I owe you for shaping me into the person I am today.

Thank you for teaching me what I deserve and for not letting me settle for anything less.

While the whole world was telling me I wasn’t good enough, you were there to tell me I was. Whether this was with boys, a friend, or anything else, you always built my confidence to a place I couldn’t build it to on my own. You showed me what my great qualities were and helped me feel unique. But most of all, you never let me settle for anything less than what I deserved, even when I wanted to. Without you, I wouldn’t be nearly as ambitious, outgoing or strong.

Thank you for giving me someone to make proud.

It’s hard to work hard when it’s just for myself, but so easy when it’s for you. All through school, nothing made me happier than getting a good grade back because I knew I got to come home and tell you. With everything I do, you give me a purpose.

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Thank you for showing me what selflessness looks like.

You are the prime example of what putting your family first looks like. If me wanting something means that you can’t get what you want, you’ll always sacrifice. From wearing the same t-shirts you’ve had since I was in elementary school so I could buy the new clothes I wanted, to not going out with your friends so you could come to my shows, you never made a decision without your family at the forefront of your mind. If there is one quality you have that I look up to you for the most, it’s your ability to completely put your needs aside and focus entirely on the wants of others.

Thank you for being the voice in the back of my head that shows me wrong from right.

Even though many of your dad-isms like “always wear a seatbelt” easily get old, whenever I’m in a situation and can’t decide if what I’m doing is right or wrong, I always can hear you in the back of my head pointing me in the right direction. While I may not boost your ego often enough by telling you you’re always right, you are.

Thank you for being real with me when nobody else will.

Being your child hasn’t always been full of happiness and encouragement, but that’s what makes you such an integral part of my life. Rather than sugarcoating things and always telling me I was the perfect child, you called me out when I was wrong. But what separates you from other dads is that instead of just knocking me down, you helped me improve. You helped me figure out my faults and stood by me every step of the way as I worked to fix them.

Most of all, thank you for showing me what a great man looks like.

I know that marriage may seem very far down the road, but I just want you to know that whoever the guy I marry is, I know he’ll be right because I have an amazing guy to compare him to. I know you’re not perfect (nobody is), but you’ve raised me in a such a way that I couldn’t imagine my kids being raised any differently. Finding a guy with your heart, drive, and generosity will be tough, but I know it will be worth it.

Dad, you’re more than just my parent, but my best friend. You’re there for me like nobody else is and I couldn’t imagine being where I am now without you.

Love you forever,

Your little girl

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To Alex—The Little Brother I Can't Imagine Life Without

I am so thankful and blessed to have such a caring and forgiving brother like you.


When my brother was born, I cried to the nurses and told them to return him. I was an only child for about seven years so I was always used to being the center of attention. I was an upset child who not only had to share attention with my parents but family friends and extended family. Alex, who is my brother, was a quiet chubby baby who never cried or complained at all.

On the other hand, I was a noisy monster who couldn't go out without making a dramatic scene. As Alex and I got older, we began to connect more since he began to talk and walk around. We shared common interests in playing in the dirt, sports, music and humor. Like all siblings, we had our ups and downs, but one thing I can say about my brother is that he was always forgiving to me. As a little child to the preteen he is now, he was always forgiving of the actions I would do to him. I could ruin his favorite drawing or kick his favorite ball far away, but he would never hate or give me the cold shoulder. Yeah, he would be upset and say something rude, but he always found some way of letting it go. I used to not be very forgiving of my brother when he would do the same, but I eventually realized that resentment and anger was not the way to go. It only creates strains on relationships that could be strengthened or worked on.

Upon leaving college we spent less time since he was deeply involved in sports and I was preparing for the next chapter in my life. We didn't talk a whole lot while I was away since he was busy with middle school and sports, but the times we talked made me realize he was growing up without me. Having your family live a whole continent away doesn't help either because time zones are tricky. However, this didn't mean I didn't love my brother any less or that my relationship with him was gone. This was us growing up.

If there is one thing my brother has taught me besides his dedication to sports and smarts in history, is to be forgiving. In this world, it's easy to be hateful and bitter to those who do you wrong or you simply don't like. If it weren't for my brother showing me unconditional love when I was being a prick, I don't think I would be forgiving. Looking back, I am really thankful and blessed to have such a caring and forgiving brother.

Alex, if you're reading this, I love and miss you. I'm glad you are my one and only brother.

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