Having an older sister is like having a second mom. (In other words, awesome.)
When you are growing up, she will play aunt with you and your stuffed otter (and her stuffed bunny). She will provide explicit instructions on how to become popular (did you know it involves memorizing the names of all the CoverGirl models?). And she will be the one you can go to when everyone is already asleep and you are still awake, crying and stressing over something you won't remember when you're 25.
And when you are 25...
She will make a beautiful space for you to stay in when you visit.
(The window decal says, "You are loved.")
She will cook you healthy, delicious Indian food.
And she will buy you more delicious food when you're out.
She won't care when you take two weeks to write about how great she is.
She won't care when those two weeks are also the number of weeks late her birthday present is.
And so your dream will probably be to live someday on a family commune with her, where your children will grow up playing together and you will spend your days baking bread and rehashing celebrity gossip. (J is totally on board with this.
If you don't have an older sister, you should get one. I hear they have great prices at Target.
In the meantime, you can enjoy mine free of charge. She can be found here, where she blogs about funny, creative, beautiful, and delicious things. It will give you the happy's, I promise.