Dear Big,
Well I have officially moved into the house, the place where I first met you. My freshman year is full of memories of hanging out in your room, joking around, talking nonstop, and having fun. I was lucky to have met you so early in the process of recruitment. You truly became my best friend and sister right away, and I couldn’t be more lucky to have you. To be honest, I had no idea Big/Little was such a big deal, until the few days before, when I prayed every night that my big would be you.
It’s weird that you now come to the house to visit me. It’s my room now. I have grown up. I am no longer a newbie to college. As I practice the endless bouncing and clapping routines for recruitment I can’t help but feel old. Everyone keeps talking about the new “babies” coming. How we should do well to impress our future littles. I am so excited to have a little. It’s the same excitement I felt towards getting a big (which I prayed would be you). But it is a lot of pressure. I will now be the one looking for the perfect fit into our family and hoping that I can be as good of a big to her, as you were to me. You made sure the house and OU felt like my home, and I can only hope to do the same to my little.
You were there for me. You made sure I got involved within the house. You made sure I went to OU/Texas. You took me shopping before I even became your little so I would have great game day attire for the first football game. You taught me that college is about having fun and taking chances. “You have a big test tomorrow? Well you’ll need a break anyways, let’s go to Sonic!” You taught me about Oklahoma and what’s popular. Where to go to eat for late-night snacks and what to get. You were willing to talk to me about things that I never wanted to talk to other people about. You even bought me chocolate when I was upset, and talked to me in the car about what was going on. That is something I will always remember and perfectly exemplifies what a big should be. We have both trusted each other fully. I may have only known you a year of my life, but you know me better than anyone else.
So as you just left my room, and I sit here thinking about last year and this year, I just wanted to tell you how grateful I am for you. How much I look up to you. How even though I am now going to be a big--I still need you. You will always be my big. The older, the wiser, the one that’s there for me. I know that as you get older in college, and you live in a fancy apartment, it’s harder to stay in touch. You are closer to your future, graduating, and figuring out the rest of your life. But I am a part of that life now too. I am so lucky to have you, and you should know it. So please don’t ever leave me. I trust that you won’t. But I want you to know that you have been my rock within college. And even when I have a little, I will need you, and maybe even your G-little will too. Love you so much. You’re my big, my rock, my sister, and my best friend.
Love,
Little
