My sister Casie Morgan graduates today from Decatur High School class of 2011. After she leaves for college, I will continue high school for two more years. The next two years will be challenging because my sister won’t attend the same school as me.
I never imagined this day to come so quick. I remember just yesterday playing on the ground with our Barbies. Our sisterhood is as memorable as a rollercoaster ride. Except this ride never ends. We came across many obstacles, many ups and downs. This rollercoaster by far is the greatest and most interesting. This ride contains adventures, education and motivation.
Everything my sister does in life I notice. For example, she gets up every morning at 4:30 to go and work out to train for a triathlon. Who else is dedicated enough to get up that early to work out?
My sister also notices me. She always thanks me for the littlest things, such as unloading her part in the dishwasher or doing the laundry.
As her little sister, I watch and learn her every move. Every little detail I see, I place it in the back of my brain. I believe God made a piece of my brain labeled: “Watch and learn from your older sister.” I figured this out when she continued achieving many goals, which motivates me to try and push myself a little further.
Even when she fails at something, it still teaches me a lesson. I remember more things about my sister than I remember about me.
We are very close sisters. When in school everywhere you look we are always together. Teachers and students started calling us the Morgan sisters. Our friendship continues to grow stronger every day. As her sister, I talk to her about anything and everything, and she listens always. She understands me. She helps me when I need advice, and she encourages me to keep going. My best friend. My inspiration.
I spent almost every second of my life with her. A few times I visited my nana and grandad without her. I remember the time when we dropped her off for her first day of kindergarten. I cried and cried because I didn’t want her to leave me. Plus, no one was around to play Barbies with.
Casie, you are a beautiful young lady. A person many dream of being. Smart and kind. You are more than a sister to me. My other half. People take the word sisters for granted. A sister isn’t just a name people mark you as, it’s a gift, a friend, a helper, an inspiration, a trustworthy person and someone you tell anything to.
You definitely fit the term “sister.”
No one has a sister like me, one they count on for anything. You are the perfect example of a sister. God worked through you to make me the person I am today, and I am more than thankful. I love you and already miss you so much. Continue to grow stronger. I am proud of you, and I wish you the best of luck in the future.
Go far and do great things. I know anything is possible for you. May God bless you always as He blesses me as your sister.