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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Confessions Of An Only Child: What Life Without Siblings Is Really Like

I may be spoiled, but not in the way you think.

As an only child, I’m a bit of an anomaly. I can probably count on one hand the number of close friends I’ve had over the years who are also only children. This means that when people find out that I’m an only child they usually have a lot of questions. Well, today I’m here to answer these questions and tell you what being an only child is really like.

I may be spoiled, but not in the way you think.

One of the biggest stereotypes about only children is that we’re spoiled rotten. I may be spoiled, but not necessarily with material things. I’m well aware that my parents provided me with a very comfortable life, but I most definitely did not get every toy that I asked for as a child or a brand new car for my 16th birthday. Instead, I was spoiled with love and support from my parents. They attended every band and chorus concert, every dance show and were always there to help me with homework whenever I needed it.

My relationship with my parents has been the most important relationship to me growing up.

Because it’s just been my parents and me my whole life, I have an extremely close relationship with both of them. Without siblings, my parents were my playmates a lot of the time when I was little. I also rarely had a babysitter because it was always just as easy to bring me along. Now, it’s my parents that I go to when I need advice, whether it’s about school, friends or finding an internship. One of my favorite things to do when I go home for the weekend is to go on coffee dates with my dad, and I still call my mom almost every day, even as a junior in college.

Yes, I do wish I had siblings sometimes.

Even as close as I am with my parents, I do feel like I’m missing out sometimes by not having siblings. I don’t have anyone to create inside jokes with about my parents, and sometimes I can get a little lonely. I also get to see the excitement of my friends as their siblings are getting married and having kids, and wish I could experience that, too.

My friends become family.

Because I never had an older sister to give me advice about boys or a brother to look out for me, my close friends have taken these roles in my life. I often brought a friend along on family outings when I was younger, and I share clothes with my roommates like they’re my sisters. I also have a tendency to adopt my friends’ younger siblings like they’re my own (and make sure I never miss their prom pictures).

Being an only child is a foreign concept for many, but it’s all I’ve ever known, and I can’t really imagine my life being any different. Hopefully, this list has debunked some of the myths and answered your questions about what it’s really like to be an only child.

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10 Reasons Why Being The Older Sibling Is The Best— And Worst

You're our responsibility, therefore you have to do what we say.

Older siblings are a different kind of breed. There’s nothing quite like being the “first” for everything, and basically growing up as a built-in mentor for your younger brothers or sisters. In my experience as an older sister, I have definitely grown to love the perks. However, as with anything, there’s always a downside.

For all of the firstborns out there, I have compiled this definitive list of all of the ups and downs we experience to let our younger sibs out there know who’s boss.

1. We’re always right (obviously)

We’ve been around longer, what other reason do you need?

2. But Mom and Dad still believe you over us

You always get the benefit of the doubt and it’s a little unfair.

3. There are more pictures of us around the house

Simply because we’ve been around a little longer.

4. You guys could basically get away with murder

And half of the time you actually get in trouble our parents decide it was MY fault.

5. You're our responsibility

Therefore you have to do what we say.

6. We'll always be the "guinea pig"

Our parents make all of their mistakes with us and you just get to coast on through.

7. We get to forge our own path

We don’t have any expectations to live up to, which is pretty sweet.

8. But we have to "set an example" for you

Because God forbid we’re a bad influence.

9. We secretly love being able to stick up for you when no one else will

It feels great being the go-to.

10. And most all, it's pretty great that we'll always have a built-in best friend

You guys aren’t so bad after all.

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