Dear Biggie,
I cannot even believe it’s come time for you to graduate and leave me here. It always seemed like we had so much more time together. Now here we are, getting ready for you to actually go, and I don’t know what to do with myself.
I need to start by thanking you for everything you’ve done for me over the past few years. I know we only met three years ago, when I was a freshmen and a new member, but it seems like you’ve been my big for a lifetime.
You popping out of that box and revealing yourself to me was one of the best things that could’ve ever happened because after that, I gained a new best friend. From day one, you showered me with gifts of all my favorite things. You taught me the in's and out's of our sorority, and you always made sure I knew what I was doing ahead of time.
Thank you for taking me to get ice cream when I needed a pick-me-up and for bringing me wine when I wanted to stay in. Thanks for weekly Mexican dinners and grocery store trips to help pick the best type of Jell-O to make shots with. Thank you for letting me borrow your blazer for my big interview, for bringing me food when I was too sick to get out of bed, and for taking me home with you for the weekend when my boyfriend and I broke up. Thank you for listening to me talk about stupid drama when everyone else is tired of hearing it. Thank you for always helping me to see the best in every situation and in myself.
Thinking about all of the ways you’ve impacted my college experience is mind blowing. I will always have you to thank for keeping me on the right path and on the straight and narrow. Thanks to you, I always had someone a little older, wiser, and better to look up to.
When it was time for me to get my little, I was nervous. I obviously knew she and I would be best friends, and we would have the most perfect, loving, adorable family, but I was anxious about being the kind of big that she could look up to. Luckily, I had the best example in the whole world to learn from—you.
Now, you don’t need to worry about our family when you leave. It’s in good hands, and we have you to thank for that.
Even though I wish we could do it all over again, I’m just thankful I got to spend three years living down the street from you. I’m already excited for you to come back and visit. I know it will be like you never left.
I know you’re getting sad to leave too, but I don’t worry about you out in the “real world” at all. You are going to take adulthood by storm, and I can’t wait to see all the amazing things you accomplish.
With SO much love,
Little
