Dear Little Sister,

An important part of this transfer process is leaving those who I hold dear, and I realized tonight that one of the hardest things about this process is not being able to be there for my little sister.

If you don't know her, I am sorry for you. I am so insanely proud to get to be her sister, just ask me. Not only because of the things she does, because she is more driven than I'll ever be (and it never ceases to impress and challenge me) but because of who she is, her person. I can literally not imagine what my life would be like with out that happy addition to the family at the end of 1993.

No matter how many times we fought, (and I spoiled her dramatic walk outs with my need for long talk-outs ) we grew together in that awful yellow room with that rainbow fan, and for all the times I made you feel inferior, or inadequate, I'd like to say that I never meant to, but sometimes I probably did, though I have a hard time imagining it now, I apologize.

I treasure the time I got to spend with you, just the two of us at home, I miss it more than I can ever communicate with you. There are moments out here where I just wish I could be there standing back and cheering you on in everything you do, and just so you know I am, from way back 5 hours away.

I am sorry I am a terrible phone communicator and have resolved to do better, because plain and simple, I miss you.

I can not wait to watch and see the life you live, no matter what happens. I wish I could just be a positive encouragement to your life, but I know I stink at it without even meaning to, but know that you are amazing and beautiful and I am privileged to know you and honored to be your sister.

I love you so much!

Your sister,

P.J (and you should see the ones I'm wearing right now - whew! you'd have some comments : )