To my big sister, this one’s for you.

From drinks to men, we’ve always had completely different tastes. Growing up was a little rough. We didn’t always get along, and we were nowhere near a picture-perfect siblingship. I had my doubts that you even liked me.

You were the first child, and that’s something I could never change. You rode a bike first, got your driver’s license first, kissed a boy first. I could go on forever.

The upside for me, though, was that, often, you were also the first to make mistakes, and I was lucky enough to learn from you, so I never had to deal with many of the situations myself. Yes, I’m admitting it. Mom, I’m not really the golden child. I just took advantage of not being the test-trial child (Thanks for taking one for the team, sis).

You’re stronger and braver than me in many ways, and I guess that’s because you were always my designated protector. Although you can be harsh at times, I want you to know that I’m grateful for every time you’ve defended me, sacrificed something for me, got me out of trouble. Again, I could go on forever.

When you’re young, it’s a little-known fact that simultaneously hanging out with your little sister and your friends is impossible, but that didn’t stop me from trying to be part of the group. Thanks for putting up with me. I know I can be annoying (And sorry I pulled your hair that one time…and all the times after that too).

Being a teenager is hard too, and it may be even harder when you have a sister. But, thank you for always letting me steal your clothes…and shoes…and jewelry. And for offering to do my makeup instead of telling me I look like a raccoon.

You’ve always left me big shoes to fill. In high school, I was known as your little sister. Before I had the chance to make a name for myself, I was already placed in your shadow. It was never a bad place to be, but at the time, I resented it. Now, I’m saying thank you. Being your little sister has always been an important part of my identity…it just took me a little while to realize it.

You didn’t choose to be a big sister, but thanks for always rocking it. Thank you for sharing the spotlight…and even stepping out of it at times. Although I stand taller than you now, I want you to know that I still look up to you, sis.

You and I are on different paths in life…like we always have been. But, I want you to know that I will always be here for you, as you’ve always been here for me. I love you.

Your little sister