Brother

Myself, my partner-in-awesomeness, and my brother.

Today is my big brother's birthday. Ahem, even though his 3 children think it's hilarious to remind me that they all think he's my younger brother. Not my fault that I act more mature than he does! Ha! But in reality, he's MUCH older than I am.

He's been part of my family since I was 8. He was instantly the older brother I always wanted and couldn't understand why I couldn't have one! When mom took a work trip, he called me in sick to school every day and we spent the time together instead (Oh, just in case you all didn't know: you can't play Clue with 2 people!) As a teenager, he was always reminding me to make good choices, but also keeping in mind that it's ok to have fun. He protected me by coming out in the middle of the night to get me from somewhere when I realized I wasn't safe. He saved me.

Now, he lets me be a big part of the lives of his 3 kids, and I am grateful for that. We are both at a point where we are about to venture on into the unknown with the next phase of our lives. And that's ok. Because we'll do it together and see what happens. Always there with a sarcastic comment, or sincere advice from the heart, he's the brother I had always dreamed of. 

We've been through some ups and some downs, but I know he'll be there for me whenever I need him. And he should know the same goes for him needing me. He's made me laugh, made me cry and makes me want to punch or break something on an almost daily basis. And I wouldn't have it any other way.

More graffiti soon!

~A