Hannah Galt

I am the baby. If anyone was crying, it was me. If anyone got off easy on chores, it was me. If anyone got someone else in trouble, it was me. I was never the one in charge, the bossy one, or the one who got to sit in the front seat. And I was completely fine with that.

And then a girl asked me for a ride home. From that day on, I was no longer the baby. I gave her rides, hand-me-downs, and what little advice I had to offer. She gave me responsibility and a self-awareness that I had never known before. She pushed my patience countless times and often made my blood boil with anger. But thanks to her I know a little bit more about what is important in life. I know what it feels like to tenderly and sensitively care for someone. I learned what it is like to be protective of someone and to feel another's hurt. All of the rides in the world do not add up to what she gave me. She gave me a little sister.

She brings me back to earth when I start to let my head get a little full and she lets me act like I am twelve again when I need to. Even though I am the older and bigger one who should be looking out for her, she keeps me out of trouble and reminds me of what my values and priorities should be. She has made me the person I am today and continues to teach me simply by being herself. She is irreplaceable and I could not be more blessed.