Dear Sisters,

You know the quote that says, "If you have a sister, you'll always have a friend."? Well in my case I have two. I decided to write you girls this open love letter although I am currently angry with you both.

Tasha, my oldest sister, I remember growing up and you would ask me what I wanted to be when I grew up and I would say, "I want to be like you.” I did not say it to be corny or to even make you feel good, but I REALLY wanted to be like you. You were always busy typing on your computer or creating something artsy and you always seemed to know the answers to everything I ever wanted to know. I miss the days I would see your red Trail Blazer coming down the street to pick me up. The happiness I felt was like a little girl who woke up to her entire Santa list on Christmas morning. I miss our random late night trips to Walmart (you made Walmart feel like Disney Land.) I miss the nights we would talk on the phone all night and I would ask you the questions that I was too embarrassed to let anyone else hear.

Miya, my middle sister, you forced me to fill your “big shoes”. To our parents, you were the angel child. You were the one that never got into any trouble in school and you just do not know how many times I got tired of hearing momma say, "I did not have these kinds of problems out of Miya." I remember when I would wait until we got around daddy to ask you if I could wear your favorite shirt because I knew there was no way you would tell me no while he was listening. I do want to say, though, that I miss putting our mattress on the stairs and sliding down it. I miss letting the fan blow over our sheets to create our own little clubhouse. I miss playing church and hearing you sing, "Tell me whose side you leaning on, I'm leaning on the Lord's side." I miss the days that you would try to cook for us. Well, I do not miss the cooking because you once cooked our hamburgers in a pan full of grease. I do miss the thought. After all, it is what counts right?

I wanted to say thank you both for all of the memories that we have created over the years. I do not know where I would be without you two. I know I can sometimes be an ungrateful, spoiled brat but you love me anyway. Tasha thank you for not doing the simple things I asked you to do, but instead guiding me and showing me how to do it on my own. Miya, thank you for being amazing. If it was not for you paving the way, I would not know to strive to do my best at everything I do.

As daddy would write, "Now my letter is closing, but never ever my love." I love you both and I hope that you know that because you have a sister, you will always have a friend. Well in your case, you'll always have a headache.

love always,

Moesha, the baby girl.