You walked in at the end of our meeting, holding a sign up that read, "Will you be the big to my Carrie?" and I started crying.

It's been a while since I've been that excited. My big, all choked up herself, scurried from her seat to hug you. I couldn't believe my family just got a little bigger. Although both my big and I were NOT photo ready, we posed for photo after photo

and then subsequently posted them all of Facebook, Instagram, Twitter…everywhere. I NEEDED to tell the world about you.

People all over are expecting me to be jealous since I have to share my big and all, but that's not the case. There's no envy, no competition, no odd sibling rivalry. I know that there'll be some pictures I won't be in and conversations I won't be around for, but your relationship with our big does not define my relationship with her and it certainly doesn't diminish it at all. In fact, it makes her and me stronger because we get to introduce you to our sorority together as a team. I am SO HAPPY you're here. I can't wait to get to know you and show you what sisterhood really means.

It won't always be easy because, like any family, we have our ups and downs. We'll have screaming matches and passive aggressive conversations. But we'll always end up okay no matter what because we're family.

Some days we'll have to drag each other out of bed in the morning to get to class or in the evening to get to meeting. I'll always have your back, and I know you'll always have my back through thick and thin. You're strong and incredible and I'm glad you're here. Together, we can scare away demons, monsters, and stupid boys.

Welcome home, Twinnie.

Love,

Frizzle