Having siblings is an indescribable experience. There’s no amount of words that can do it justice, you know? My parents say that when my younger sister was born, the first thing I did was smack her and run away. In my defence, I was two-years-old, and probably jealous of her for getting so much attention. As kids, we were inseparable playtime buddies as well as mortal enemies. Because, what’s a sister without some good ol’ sibling rivalry? In all seriousness, I wouldn’t trade those memories, including the silly fights, for anything—it bonded us.
I don’t remember exactly when it happened, but one day the rivalry disappeared, and the inseparable bond remained. I realized how priceless having such a bond in my life is. I have no doubt in my heart that I am to her what she is to me: an unconditional supporter, role model, fashion advisor, mischief partner, meme dumper, travel buddy, life counsellor, best friend, and so much more. Even though we live thousands of kilometres apart, I think about her every single day. How couldn’t I? She’s the biggest blessing in my life.
This is for her.
