day 6
dear seester,
with six years between us, i know i was that annoying little sister that would never leave you alone and wanted to be just like you, but you know what, i’m not sorry. i still look up to my older sister and enjoy every minute that i get to be around you.
i am grateful…
- that we totally both think of each other and get super emotional every time we see a movie about sisters, hear a song about sisters, or read an article about sisters (insert reba now… “my sister…my friend”)
- that despite protest, you eventually were okay with me taking horseback lessons (aka your sport), i think…
- that you bought me my very first journal as a gift when i was sick in fifth grade (who knew it would be the first of many, many, many more)
- that you sat through the “boring” ballet half of my dance recitals to get to the good stuff like tap and hiphop that came after intermission
- for that time you visited me freshman year of college and we took a random road trip that involved a selfie photoshoot with our wendy’s order???
- that you ran my bookkeeping for me`free of charge when i first started my own business
- that you are such an amazing adventure partner always up for the next snowboarding trip or wakeboarding outing or atv excursion
- for the drunken bar phone calls i would get where you would tell random guys next to you how hot your little sister was (i think you’re hot too)
- for loving karaoke just as much as i do and owning the mic whenever we go
- that you play hockey and brought home a bunch of hot canadian freeze players to live with us for awhile
- that i was there to witness you slashing that asshole and getting 10 minutes in the penalty box during one of your hockey games (you’re a badass)
- that you potty trained me (or so mom says)
- that people say our personalities are similar and i take it as a compliment
- for that one time i stayed at your house and you cut up watermelon for me just like mom used to do
- that you’re always there to help me pick up the pieces when my heart falls apart
- for all the times you dropped me off or picked me up from somewhere because mom or dad couldn’t
- for giving me a key to your house and all the times you’ve let me crash in your guest bedroom
- for the incredible passion you have for learning new things
- that despite all our sisterly fights, i know you always have my back
- that you taught me how to summersault (and that there is video evidence of how awesome i can summersault)
- that you would let me hang out with your cool, older friends around the bonfire when we were figuring out our lives post parents’ divorce (even if my habachi style massage techniques were slightly annoying)
- for the times you’ve set me straight (everyone needs a little tough love sometimes)
- for being the one who takes care of our parents when dan and i are thousands of miles away
- for the fact that i have two of the most amazing siblings ever (not biased at all)
- and that i got to watch you both and learn from your mistakes (benefit of being the baby)
- that you found such a strong interest in technology and have crafted an amazing career from it
- that you have always been such a positive role model to me
- for that time you sent me like 10 birthday cards in the mail for my 30th birthday (oh how i do love me some greeting cards)
- that you forgave me for cutting off all of your “my little pony” tails (i really thought they would grow back, i’m sorry)
- that i have a built-in best friend to help me get through the hard times and celebrate the good times