Hi, if you ever come across this, please know these are the words I couldn’t bring myself to say out loud. It wasn’t out of shyness but rather because I hate to show you that your older sister, the one you’ve always looked up to, is barely holding it together.
Today, you’re another year older, and it’s hard for me to believe how serious things are getting. I still can’t wrap my head around how you’ve grown so much – you’re driving, going to work, and even arguing serious matters with me. It feels like just yesterday we were bickering over ice cream, and now I’m watching you head off to work and talk about going on dates.
I used to get sulky about not receiving as much love because not long after I was born, you came along, and I had to take care of you. That’s why I had to grow up fast, acting older than my age, because I had a younger sibling to look after. But as I got older, I figured out how our parents struggled financially while raising me until you came along. Your arrival brought blessings and stability to our family, and it made me believe that your presence was no coincidence. You were meant to be here, bringing a better life to our family, even if it meant I had to mature too quickly.
As your older sister, I may have seemed annoyed at times. But beneath all that, I genuinely hope you live a longer, better life than mine. I’ll take on all the difficulties so that you won’t have a single worry in this world. I’ve done my best to raise you, so please live well.
I love you so much – you’re the best thing I could ever have asked for in this world. Even if we stumbled upon a time machine and could turn back the time, I’d choose you over and over again.
