My bro is moving out :(.
As much as it makes me sad to know that I will no longer have the convenience of having my sister right next door to me, I know she’s chasing after big dreams. The things I’ll miss the most are nights like the one we had earlier, laughing at irrelevant things and talking about how certain people look like they don’t shower.
Bro, I’ve had the pleasure of being under the same roof with you for twenty years. I know it’s not like you’re not going to come home, but we both know it’ll be different. I think we underestimate how much these walls have been an important part in our sisterhood… they’ve seen us grow, argue, laugh, cry, and more. I’m excited that you’re finally going to make things happen at your dream school, but I am also sad to know you won’t be right next door whenever I feel happy, sad, like talking crap, venting, or laughing. But I know you’re going to grow so much from this experience and I know you’ll be happy. Don’t ever lose your identity. Don’t lose your drive. Don’t lose your passion for what you believe in and in your dreams, no matter what anyone tells you. You’ve always followed your heart and now that you’re venturing out into a new place and on a new journey, don’t stop now. You’re going to do great things. And no matter how difficult things get… don’t stress the heck out. HAHA. You know I’m one text or phone call away. I’ll always be here for you, no matter how close or far you are from home. I love you, beyotch. I couldn’t ask for a better bro, sister, and friend.