Celebrating Our Shared History

Hey,

Remember when we used to build blanket forts in the living room and pretend we were explorers? Or how we'd sneak downstairs after bedtime to watch TV with the volume so low we could barely hear it?

Being your sibling meant having a built-in best friend, an occasional rival, and someone who understood our family in a way no one else ever could. We share memories that belong only to us.

I know we haven't always agreed on everything. Siblings rarely do. But underneath all of it, I've always been proud to call you family. Watching you navigate life - with all its ups and downs - has shown me what resilience looks like.

Please take care of yourself. Not just physically, but emotionally too. And take care of our family - they'll need you.

If you ever doubt yourself, remember where you came from. We were raised by people who taught us to be tough when we needed to be, and tender when it mattered most. That's in both of us.

I'll miss annoying you. Save me a seat wherever this all leads.

Love you, always.