To my Little Sister,

First of all, thank you. Thank you for teaching me so much about myself. Thank you for seeing all the best aspects of who I am even when I don't feel very lovable. Thank you for holding me to a high standard because I knew you were always watching me. Thank you for always getting my strange sense of humor.

Even though you get on my absolute last nerve and you are a total brat the majority of the time, I can't imagine my life without you in it. Even with the age gap between us, we've always seemed to find common ground. From playing endless make-believe when we were kids to all our goofy shenanigans now, you were my first and closest friend. Thanks for making my childhood so great. Terrorizing our parents and brother wouldn't have been the same without you!

I can always count on you to be brutally honest with me, whether it's about the outfit that just doesn't flatter me or about giving me unbiased advice.

I appreciate that we can look like psychos together while jamming out way too hard to rap in my car. I like that you are always down for coffee or fried chicken runs. I'm so blessed by the fact that we are able to tell each other anything and everything with complete trust and without fear of judgement.

Our relationship is weird. One minute we can literally be in a screaming match about to claw each others' eyes out for wearing each others' clothes, and the next we're laughing about some funny video. I think we've both realized that we're stuck with each other at this point — which is probably why our rebound rate is freakishly fast.

I hope you know that I'm so proud of the woman you're becoming. It's sad because I feel like I only get glimpses into what your life is like now that I'm a few hours away from home, but I love getting to watch you grow into the crazy, unique individual that you are. You're such a cool human with this amazingly magnetic personality and I hope you never lose sight of that. You are valued and treasured by so many.

I'll always be in your corner. If anyone ever hurts you, someone better hold my earrings because it's going down for real. I know you would do the same for me.

I have no doubt in my mind that one day, we'll stand next to each other at our weddings as Maid of Honor. You are my worst fight, my best conversation, my shoulder to cry on, and my hardest laughter.

Love you long time, little one,

Lizzie