Big/Little

10 Things Being an Older Sister Has Taught Me

My little sister is my best friend. Hands down. I tell her everything, she tells me everything, and I honestly don’t know what my life would be like without her. Growing up, however, being the older sister wasn’t always flowers and rainbows. Just like any pair of siblings, we fought over stupid things, like who was wearing who’s clothing and who’s turn it was to feed the puppies. However, now that I have spent an entire year away from my best friend, I am truly starting to realize what a blessing being an older sister has been for the last 19 years and how much it has truly taught me about myself, relationships, and life in general.

  1. The little things don’t matter. In the ultimate scheme of things, the little things like whose show should get to be recorded or the fact that my sister insists that all the tennis shoes in the house belong to her, those things don’t matter. Sure, they might seem like a huge deal at the time and you might throw a fit, saying she always gets her way because she’s younger (I’ve done it many times), but when you look back, you realize how stupid you sounded getting so upset.
  2. Sometimes, life isn’t fair, and you better get used to it. She gets to go to a sleepover this weekend but you don’t because you to have to help your parents? Too bad. You have to drive her everywhere she wants to go because you are old enough to drive and she isn’t? You’re driving. It doesn’t matter how much you pout and get mad about it, it’s a fact of life. Just like with everything else, ‘fair’ isn’t a valid word, and the faster you accept that, the happier you’ll be.
  3. Life isn’t always about you. My little sister happens to be someone who gets hurt just about every month, no matter what she’s doing. And it’s never little things either; no, its major concussions or severe breaks or cuts that need stitches. As the older sister, I have learned that when she does get hurt, regardless of whatever I’m doing at the time, I take care of her. Cancel plans, rearrange your schedule, turn off Netflix, because she’s your little sister and if she needs you, you have to be there for her. Period.
  4. Frozen yogurt dates are good for the soul. On those days where you want to scream, cry, punch something, and sleep, all at once, I find that there is usually only one good cure - a sister date at the froyo place up the street. My sister and I try to go about once a week, just the two of us. We load up on our favorite yogurt (with the best toppings of course), sit in my car, and just vent. And no matter what, we usually end up laughing so hard we’re crying. And I always end up feeling so much better, no matter what is going on in my life.
  5. Family is forever. Having a little sister means you have someone who always knows exactly what you’re going through. She has seen you at your worst, your best, your ugliest, your meanest - you name it, she’s seen it and she’s stuck with it. But no matter what happens, what I say, what I do, I know that my little sister will always love me to the moon and back. And I will always love her and be there for her.
  6. No matter how far away you go, you can always come back home. I was born and raised in the beautiful state of Colorado. It is all my sister and I have ever known. However, I chose a university in North Carolina, exactly 27 hours (by car) away from my home. There are about 6 states, 2 time zones, and 1800 miles between my little sister and I, and it’s horrible sometimes. However, when I come home for breaks or summer, it’s like I never even left. Wherever my little nugget of a sister is is where I will always and forever call my home.
  7. Keep a collection of ugly pictures and pull them out on a rainy day. I have so many embarrassing selfies, candids, and screenshots of my little sister that it’s actually disgusting. When we’re bored, we often pull up each other’s collections and laugh for hours. However, just because you have this collection, does not mean anyone else needs to see it, nor does it mean that it needs to be posted on social media (birthdays are the exception). These pictures are for a good laugh every now and then, not to ruin her life.
  8. Jealousy is pointless. This one goes hand in hand with #3, as usually jealousy arises when one person believes a situation to be unfair. After 16 years of having a little sister, I have learned that being jealous of her - or of anyone really - is just pointless. If someone succeeds in life, you should be nothing but thrilled for them. If I got jealous every time my sister was chosen for an elite soccer team or succeeded in her vocal career, I would be one bitter sister; instead I’m beyond proud of her and her accomplishments and I want everyone else to know what a bomb sister I have. This same rule applies for everyone you encounter in life.
  9. Posed candids never look as cute as you hope they will. Take this from someone who has an obsession with cute pictures, especially ‘candid’ ones. Every single time we take a picture, I ask “can we take a candid??” and 9 times out of 10, they end up looking posed and ridiculously ugly. So just take the picture and if, on the off chance, the photographer catches that dirty look she gave me when I asked for a candid, you can bet your money it’s going on Instagram.
  10. There is no better best friend than a sister. My little sister is the first person I tell anything to. She’s the person who sits in the car with me as I’m sobbing over some stupid boy who hurt me. She’s one of the only people who I would actually trust with my life. She’s my role model, my shoulder to cry on, my picture buddy, my future maid of honor, and my best friend for life. Or, as Christina Yang on Season 3 of Grey’s Anatomy (my current obsession) so eloquently put it, “She’s my person. If I murdered someone, she’d be the person I’d call to help me drag the corpse across the living room floor. She’s my person.”

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