When I was born, my sister, Aurora Isabelle Rivera said she knew that I was going to be the one. After having two brothers: one full one, and another half-brother, I was born, the youngest of the four, but my sister was still all alone before I came along. She never really got along with my other two brothers: Christopher and Marcos at first, so that is why when I was born, we bonded the most. Nowadays, their bond has become stronger but never as strong as me and hers.

For my first seven years on this planet, I had the best years with my sister. We would play with Barbies, and I remember her having the Barbie Mansion and the Barbie Convertible. We could play for hours and simply enjoy each other’s company. Or playing with her various different American Girl Dolls and combing or braiding their hair. Some of my fondest memories were made with her, and I wish I could have had Aurora spend more time with me during my formative years.

I didn’t have Aurora in my life for five years for reasons I can’t explain, but the point is, from seven to twelve years old, I didn’t have her in my life. I knew she was out in the world, living her life, except, without me. I did miss her, and there was not a day that went by that I wouldn’t think about her. I always thought about those times and memories that we created before she was gone. I would think about those times we would sleep together because we were scared for some reason or because we wanted to have a “girls night.” I also remember the times that we would spend gossiping about her new crushes,  family drama, or friend drama. I just loved those sweet little moments. There was a lot of grief and sadness those years I didn’t see her, and I didn’t exactly feel like I had anyone to confide in. That is until my sister finally showed herself after five years. My mother had a concert (she is a singer, model, actress, etc.) one evening, and I was with my best friend whom I have known since we were born, so we are practically inseparable and halfway through the concert, I saw my sister whom I didn’t know was showing up to the concert.

When I saw her after all that time I didn’t know how to react, so I was shocked and almost as if I didn’t see her. After the concert was over, she came up to me, and we talked for a long time. She told me why she was gone for so long, and how it had nothing to do with me, and there was just so much to say that we couldn’t tell each other the whole story. I then saw her for Christmas Eve and Christmas morning, and from then on, I have seen her more regularly. This Christmas marks the two year anniversary of seeing her on a more regular basis, and for these past two years, we have truly made our bond even stronger. We tell each other everything and are able to be comfortable with each other without ever complaining. Now, more than ever, our affinity for each other is something that cannot be reckoned with. No matter what happens to us, whether that’s drama or beef, we always come back together and become stronger. We always make the best out of a situation, and we are the funniest, hottest, and best duo there is.

Aurora is the best sister in the world and although she hasn’t always been there, she always has been in my heart. She is the most beautiful, funny, talented, authentic, supportive, honest, graceful, hardworking, articulate, kind-hearted, and inspiring person I’ve ever had the pleasure of meeting.Thank you Aurora Isabelle Rivera. You will always be my sister, my best friend, and the one who holds my heart. I love you. Until the end of time.