Rachel-bear, my dear (biological) sister,

Despite our years and years of fighting and squabbling senselessly (often just for the heck of it), nowadays the massive fires of our hearts have died down enough for us to actually see each other with clear vision for once.

You, Rach, are an amazing young woman, strong in God, beautiful in heart, soul, and body (yes, even on those days when you wake up at nearly 11:30 in the morning and all zombie-fied), and I am proud to be your big brother.

On some of my bad days, you know just by seeing my face to not just push my limits. Of course, there are some days when we both are in bad conditions and we push each others buttons into oblivion, but nobody is perfect, right?

One of the many, many things that make you a very special and precious person is your gift for art. Ever since childhood, you've been the artsy-fartsy person. Nowadays, you can just pick up a pencil and a sketch pad, and craft a masterpiece in minutes. Even your "scrap" sketches are amazing quality. And do not get me started on your ink sketches. When you get to college, you are gonna blow your art teachers away with your overabundant talent.

I love you, sis, and I am very proud of you. despite all the times we fight and wallop away at each other.