Monday, April 1, 2013

brother.


always my baby broth. 

i can remember the day my parents told me i was going to be a big sister so vividly. we were in our kitchen at our old house. fabric chairs on wheels, yes it was 1989. it was a sunday morning and my parents were at the kitchen table. with the sunlight shining through our pink/mauve blinds i remember my mom looking at me and telling me those sweet words "you're going to be a big sister". i remember looking at my moms stomach in her white and green diamond pajama shirt and wondering "theres no baby" while saying words of pure UN.excitement.


what do you mean? im going to have to share my two favorite people in the world with someone else? absolutely not. no way. they were clearly out of their mind.

little did i know that several months down the road i would have a complete change of heart. after all, i was meant to be a big sister. from the moment he was born, i was in love. there was nothing that would ever separate the two of us. no one was going to hurt him. i felt like i was his protector. i mean, before my brother was born i was sleeping night after night with my parents. when Brandon came home, i moved my sleeping arrangements to my own bedroom upstairs, next to his. just in case he would need me.

now, i wont play fake and tell you that we never fought, argued, or tried to get one another in trouble. because yes, that did happen. but with us it was different, our fights were over in a matter of minutes and we'd be back to doing what we were doing. Brandon was the first person in my life to push me. To challenge me. To argue with me. i honestly credit some of my confidence to my baby broth.

i could write for days on our relationship growing up. i could tell you story after story. everything from getting in trouble at school to a first kiss. i could tell you that he had a heart of gold with an armor exterior. i could tell you that he loved his family and friends more than life itself. i could also tell you that he called me sister. not just as relation, but as we got older my name went out the window and sister was just who i was to him.

here's a look on my favorite relationship with the most perfect baby broth anyone could have asked for.




love at first site. June 15, 1990






































 
















































Broth,
   As tomorrow approaches I can't help but remember when I found out what had happened. I was in shock and my hurt was full of pain. I won't forget that day. I also won't forget all the memories we had shared in your 20 beautiful years of life. I am so thankful that you let me always be your big sister. I am thankful that you never pushed me away or were too cool. I wish we could spend more time together and we will, someday. But for now, I think about you always, miss you like crazy, and want to leave your legacy. You are the best brother anyone could have asked for and as tears are running down my face, my heart literally aches and I would do anything just to see you one more time. I love you more than you'll ever know. See you later,

                                                                                 Love, Sister