My sister just left for college today and the house already feels empty without her. Saying goodbye was awful. I always cry. It really hit hard when I came home from school and didn’t see her there. It’s going to be tough having to wait for Thanksgiving until I get to see her again. She may not know it, but she’s always been the best part of my day. Words really don’t do her justice—it’s impossible to describe how much she means to me or how much I’m already missing her—but, I guess if I had pick a word it would have to be my everything. Little one, if you’re reading this, I just want to let you know how incredibly proud I am of you and how lucky I am to have you as my sister. Love you so much and hope you have a wonderful semester back.