A Letter to Emily

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A Letter to Emily

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Hey Emily! 

Well first off, I love you and I miss you. I’m sure you are doing great in college!

You are one of the most important people in my life and I would drop anything for you if it came down to it. You might not understand the struggle and worries that come from being the oldest, but I hope I made growing up easier.

I will always believe in you and back you up as much and as best as I can. I will try to push you out of your comfort zone because sometimes you get too comfy and don’t expand. I know it’s hard and I know it’s scary, but I would never put you in danger.

You are so pretty and beautiful inside and out. You are one of the kindest people who I have the pleasure of knowing and getting to talk to. You are so smart that honestly, you could become so rich and famous that I believe you could be bigger than Einstein. 

The jokes we have and the insiders we share will never not be funny to me. You are so funny that even though you might hate those videos I have of you; they make me laugh every time. The memories of late-night shenanigans and those conversations we’ve had in my car before you learned to drive will always make me smile. 

For a few years, we had a hard time getting along.  I mean why wouldn’t we; we are five years apart. It was difficult because we’ve always had so much in common that the line fuzzed between the two of us sometimes. You would steal my shirts, you stole some of my socks (that one is kinda on mom, buying us socks the same color with very little difference in design was a bad idea), the best was the day you stole my pants. You didn’t even mean to, you never did. You got that from me, the roll-out of bed and grabbed the top pair of pants, socks, and shirt and put it on to go. 

Honestly, I am so sorry that I was the one you looked up to. I mean I am the oldest out of the three, but I am still so sorry. I am crazy. I am not the social norm. I am probably the opposite of so many things you were born as. I used to loathe you trying to be my little me; I didn’t understand why. You were normal. You were what I wanted to be when I looked at others. Here’s the thing though, I am so happy that you decided that I was important. I was so happy when I realized you thought I was a superhero and cool. 

Over the years, I have gotten so many thoughtful gifts from our parents, my friends, our family, and so many others, too bad for all of them that nothing could be more important than the one thing you gave me that one year when you were in High School. It was a project you had to do for a class that many would pick their parents, a favorite teacher, or an idol for. But you chose me. It was a letter. The opening being “Dear Randi, my inspiration,” you wrote me a beautiful letter that even though you criticize yourself for not being great at writing. Every time I read that letter, I know you did your damn hardest to make it the best thing you could.

Call me dumb or stupid, but I cried writing this for you and I cry every time I am amazed by you because I know that you will always be amazing. I also know you will always appreciate me and never look down on me no matter how hard I fall. You and I are opposites in so many ways, but we will also keep each other up. I never understood why mom wanted me to have a sister until we became a duo, you are worth so much to me I can’t imagine life without you.

I love you little sister and never stop believing that you are capable of so much!

 

Love your Oldest Sibling,

Randi