To My Future Big

So last night, my big learned a little bit about my passion for writing, and it’s so funny for me to think that I am in this position right now. I didn’t think that I would ever be in a sorority, and it isn’t what I expected, and I mean that in the best way possible. All the girls I have met are so real and genuine, and it is amazing to watch them build each other up and support each other. It’s great that I believe that everything in life should be given a chance, otherwise I would’ve missed out on this amazing opportunity.

Now, it’s Big-Little Week, which I’ve heard is also spoils week, and it surprises me that its only been four-five days, and I cannot stop thinking about this girl, my big. I’ve only been able to talk to her through messages, but I know that she’s wonderful, because everyone that I’ve met so far has been.

She is my reason for writing today, because I’ve always felt strange about accepting a gift without giving back. It’s not as easy as baking something for her, though, because I don’t know who she is yet. Writing her this letter, though, might be better, because then I get to share a little piece of myself before reveal. It’ll also help me keep some of my sanity, but that’s just a bonus.

Dear future big,

 

I don’t know who you are, but I know that I love you. I know that on the day of reveal, I am going to find out who you are and give you one of the biggest hugs of your life. This is a new chapter of my life, and I’m so excited that I’m going to have someone like you be a part of it.

This is going to all so new to me.  I never expected to be so happy with the idea of being a sorority girl, but I also never expected to have a big. Both of these are truly gifts. All my life, I had the responsibilities of a big-the people in my life expect me to have everything together, to know all the answers, I’m the level-headed prepared one. None of that is necessarily a bad thing-I’m really happy that everyone believes that I’m so reliable- but as a result, I’m someone who isn’t good at letting go. Things will be different with you, because you don’t have those expectations with me.

Our relationship is going to be the epitome of big-little relationships, if I have any say. I don’t know you yet, but I know I am going to be one of the luckiest people alive because I get to call you mine. You probably have a lot of advice to give me, as well as support, and that’s not something that I’ve been able to expect from many people in my life. I’m so very grateful that I can expect some of that from you. And I want you to know that I am always going to be around for whatever you need to, and help in anyway that I can. This relationship is going to be more special to me than any words will ever be able to describe.

I’m excited to spend time with you, to learn from you, to see all your favorite places. I’m not exactly new to the area, but I don’t know it all that well. We can study together at your favorite coffee shop, eat at your favorite restaurants (I love food. You can never go wrong with me if good food is involved), or do and experience something fun and new. I’ve lived a somewhat sheltered life, and so I’m excited to have all of these new moments with you and your big and the rest of the fam too.

Please be aware that I am not perfect, as much as I try to be. But at the same time, I believe that my flaws are what make me lovable. For example, I can easily become emotionally attached, but that also means that I have this unbelievable capacity to love. I mean, look at me. I already love you, and I don’t even know who you are. That’s not a bad thing in this scenario, though.

While I’m not perfect, and you’re not perfect, I know that our relationship will be. I’m excited for all that is to come, and it’s less than a week a way.

Love you to the crescent moon and back,

Your Little ♥

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