Day 55: Sissy

I am not sure what brought the urge to do this, but something brought it hard.

So here goes...

Dear Sissy,

   You are the best person that I know. You are beautiful inside and out, and have a personality that is rarely found. All of your qualities are respectable (except maybe when you repeat everything you think is funny...), and I am so proud of everything you have done with your life. You're about to graduate college... what the... and that is so freakin' cool. I love you SO much. 

   Sometimes I forget that not everyone adores their sisters. That not everyone is lucky enough to have a person in their lives that loves you unconditionally no matter how many times they have spied on you, ripped up your things while distracted, hit you, put ice in your pants, or been a plain brat. I forget that there are limited amounts of people in the world that are even close to as genuine and incredible as you are, and that I am the lucky one to have you around. I forget that not all sibling hang out because they want to, but because they have to. That not ever sister cackles. I forget that not all 6 year older sisters say things at 11 at night like "Alison Daisley you are cordially invited to a sleepover in the living room. .....please RSVP. Why aren't you RSVPing?" That not ever sister buys the little sis so many coffees that she lost track years ago. I forget that not everyones sister makes sure to "concert call" their little sister during cool bands so that she can taste a little piece of it. That not all sisters buy Coldplay concert tickets for her and the little sister for the little sister's birthday. 

Every quality that you have is one I would be lucky to get. And every person that is in your life is so daaayum lucky to be.

I love you Sissy. Foreva and Eva.