Having younger siblings is such a blessing. Even though they can be annoying at times, at the end of the day, you appreciate them. They teach you so much about life, and force you to grow up faster. But, there's something special about having a little sister that has taught me so much about life and the world I live in.
Having little sisters has taught me to slow down, and make time for those that matter. No matter how busy I am, how much work I have to do, or how many plans I've made that week, it's so important to set aside time for family. They're growing up so fast right in front of my eyes, and I can't help but wish that the time would slow down. When you were little, you probably had someone older, that you always wanted to spend time with. And when they made time for you, it was probably the best day in the entire world. I remember how this felt, and know that it's my responsibility not to let the time simply pass away without making time for those that matter.
They've also taught me to make good decisions. This, is probably the most important lesson of them all. I've learned that there's always going to be somebody looking up to me, somebody watching me, and somebody who wants to be just like me. That being said, it's so important that I'm making wise decisions. Being a good role model is so important while having little sisters, because they're going to look up to you one day. If they haven't already, they will someday look up to you and think you're so cool. If you're making good choices, it's teaching them to make good choices, too.
My sisters have taught me to be strong. Because those days when they feel like giving up, they're going to remember that hard time I went through, and how I never gave up, and they'll continue pushing on. They have taught me to fight for my dreams, goals, and aspirations. I want them to be successful, and it's so important that I teach them through my own goals.
They've taught me what just a little glimpse of motherhood looks like. Whenever I hear them talking about boys they like, it almost freaks me out. First crushes are exciting for them, as they once were for me, yet so brutally scary for me to hear about. Instead of going along with their little chats, I find myself lecturing them. I'll find myself saying things like stay away from boys, they're trouble, stay single as long as you possibly can, just like my mom had told me when I was younger. It's only because I care, but goodness gracious...I'm turning into a mom.
I don't know what I would do without them. Life would be so incredibly lonely if I didn't have them in my life. No matter the distance, or the amount of time we spend apart, I love them to death, and I'll protect them with my life.
