That moment when it hits you (really hard) that your little brother will be leaving for a mission this year and all of the sudden you think of how hard that will be. You realize how amazing he is and how much you are really going to miss him. You realize how close you really are with him and how much you really rely on his company and jokes. You realize that when he was born, a best friend was born. You realize that you may or may not be there for his farewell (India). You realize that he may or may not miss out on big things in your life that you want him there for so badly. You realize that he is your little buddy who will always have your back no matter what. I am proud to be his sister. I am proud to call him my best friend. I am proud of him.
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