When I was very young I remember my sister living with me for some time, but when you're young the years go by in a flash. It felt like my sister only lived with us for a few short months (even though I know it had to have been years). So she went to college and I would wait to see her, it felt like years at a time before I would get to see her. She called me often and I would uncomfortably anticipate her return to our home for the holidays and other times when she would come home. It got difficult at times. When she came home it felt like we never had enough time with her, me and my other two little sisters fighting for her attention, but also banding together to try and get her to stay with us longer. But she had a job to do or school to go to, and as an adult I understand that now. My sisters and I are very lucky to have such a sweet older sister, especially one that is 12+ years older than us.

First off, she served as a role model to me and my little sisters. She took college classes while she was in high school and she got an ROTC scholarship when she went to college after high school graduation. She has always been a sweet and caring sister. When my other sisters and I got annoyed with each other and nagged and argued, she would mediate us and help us get along better. Of course, there's been times when she was annoyed with us, but it doesn't mean we all don't love each other.

The next best thing is that I got to learn a lot from her experiences. She has lived 12 years longer than I have, she has done things that I haven't thought of doing yet. She's already gotten maybe a little too drunk at a party, or dated a few douches that she shouldn't have, she's fallen out with friends, she's been through hard times, she's found the man of her dreams, she's gotten married, she's had a beautiful baby boy, she has gone on adventures. Usually if I ever have a problem, chances are she's had a similar one in the past. She always gives me the best, most genuine advice. I can ask her anything. If there's ever a question that I need answered, but maybe I don't feel so comfortable asking my mom or dad, she's there for me. And when I've already made a mistake, she helps pick me back up and brush the dirt off my knees. She gives me hope when I feel hopeless and she gives me strength when I feel weak. I can really lean on her and trust her. If I have one true friend in this world, it's her, hands down.

I love my older sister with all of my heart. And I'm glad she has experiences that she can share with me, especially during times when I feel lost. I feel so close with her, like we can talk about and tell each other anything. So thank you, Leigh, I love you ad cherish you and appreciate all of the things you've done for me and all of the times you've helped me. I hope I will return the favor when I have lived more and have advice for you too.