My dearest sister,

It seems like such a long time ago that we would wake up everyday right across the hall from each other, run downstairs to make pancakes, and see how long we could play in the backyard. Now, it is rare that I wake up in the same place as you, so rare, that it has become more of a special day when that happens, rather than a typical one. Growing up we knew everything about each other, all of our friends, our likes and dislikes, and even every item in each other’s closet. When we fought, we didn’t realize that those moments were moments we could have been spending in peace, moments we would take back in a heartbeat.

I miss you everyday. Of course we talk on the phone, snapchat funny seconds of our lives, and Facetime when we can, but what I miss is knowing everything about you, and you knowing everything about me. I don’t know that you just bought a cute new dress and I have no idea who that boy is who just added you on Facebook. It is strange how distance makes you have a better relationship with a person, and I know ours has become only stronger, but I wish you were here to experience everything with me. I guess it makes me scared when I think about how we were as kids and how we will never be at that place in our life ever again. Running carelessly through the park across the street, building forts to play dress up in, and not knowing or caring what the future held for us, because being an adult was too far away.

But we are adults now, and I don’t live with you anymore, you don’t know about the party I went too last night, and it might be months before you meet the guy I have had a crush on. Yet somehow, all of that doesn’t seem to matter. We may be different people now, but you will always be my sister. Even if you don’t know where I went this weekend or the person I met this afternoon, I will be able to tell you and you will talk to me like a day has not gone by since the last time we were together. It is not weird if I call you at 1 a.m. on a Tuesday because who else would I call? And it so happens, that you my sister are forever my best friend. You get me even when I don’t get myself, will understand when I am talking about anything, and will love me unconditionally because hey, you have too.

We are sisters, best friends, and although far a part, the closest we have ever been. I love you more than dad’s gingerbread cookies and mom’s chicken tortilla soup.

See you soon sissy,

Your sister and best friend