Remember when we were kids, we used to have the same pair of shoes, same dress, and same bags. Whatever you own, I own as well— wherever you go, I am there too. We were like twins before even though you are three years older than me. Inseparable. We took baths together, eat together, sleep and pray together. We did almost all things at the same time. I was afraid we will grow up— because I know someday, you will not want to be with me anymore. You will choose your friends over me, and I will be left alone.

When you turned thirteen, I felt the changes. You often got mad at me everytime I wanted to play with you. You did not like to play barbies anymore. You just wanted to be with your friends and do teenager stuffs. Since then, I did all things alone— even though of course, I wanted to do it with you. However, the time came. You are already done with being a child. I often cry when you go to school. I asked Mom if she could be your personal teacher so that you do not have to go to school anymore. You had no time for me— and I did not understand why. I thought you don't love me anymore. I thought, you don't want to be my elder sister anymore.

But time came, and I also became what I hated before.

I started to enjoy being with my friends. I love hanging out with them instead of staying home. Then the situation got reversed.

You were trying to bond with me, but I got plans with my squad. You tried to ask me if I can go with you to the market to buy stuffs, but I declined. But to be honest, I did not notice it. I thought we are now independent enough— and our only together moments are when mom and dad tell us to eat together. That was okay with me— but not with you. You wanted to make quality time with me, but I refused. Seems like our closeness was gone a long time ago and it we cannot get it back.

I want to recall every single bond we had before. If I could only make those happen again, I will. I miss your coming home moments— I am standing beside our door with a big smile on my face. Knowing that you got some present for me. Such a relief in my heart, but sadly, we cannot take the time back. This is where we are now— finally entering adulthood.

Today, as you celebrate your birthday, I want to honor you for being a great sister I could ever ask for. I want to apologize for all the shortcomings I had. I am sorry for being the childish and a headache to you and to our parents— but swear, I am really trying. Your youngest sister will always be here for you. Just like what I have say, you are my anchor. For I know that I can cling on you always. You are my other-half. For I know that you know everything about me. Thank you for being the best "ate" in the world. I only hope for your success, peace, and happiness in life.

We will get there, ate! Your sleepless nights will be paid off soon. I will never get tired to bring you coffee, or to cook meals for you. Just never quit, I, mom and dad, and Kuya will always be here for you. May you achieve what your heart's desire someday. Always keep your feet on the ground, and just like what Mama would always tell us, aim for the best. We are very proud for who you were, who you are, and who you will be. Universe will never forget how good you are.

Time will come, and you will have your own family. We will be aparted and will have to stay at separated homes. Nevertheless, I am one call away. Whatever time it will be, you can have me at one hello.

I love you so much, to infinify and beyond.

Your dearest sister,

Eya

Takeaways

Always show your love to your siblings. May this be a reminder to appreciate and treat them right—unconditionally. Maybe there are misunderstandings sometimes, but those will make our relationship with them even stronger.

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