Day 4- Your Sibling

Dear Kuya M,

I feel weird writing to you, even though I know theres no chance you’ll get to read this. Hm. Kuya. I know we don’t have that muuch in common; we aren’t close since we believe in different things. You are a momma’s boy, I’m a daddy’s girl. You follow Mom around, and rarely contests her in her decisions, even when it seems ridiculous at times. You are her idea of the perfect child, meek, while I am the outspoken one. In many ways, we are polar opposites, but Kuya, you must always remember, I’m still that little girl who always stood up for you. No matter how jealous I was of you because you always had Mom’s attention, no matter how distant you are, no matter how kulit and redundant you are when we talk, it’s okay. I love you, Kuya.

Remember that promise I made you? The one where I vowed to save up for your operation once I start working? Well, I am really planning on keeping that one. :)

love always,

Your baby Sister.