Big brothers.


Me and my brother were pretty inseparable growing up. As kids there wasn't much we wouldn't do without each other. Most of the time I was just following him around getting myself into trouble that he'd usually have to help get me out of (and vice versa) I guess that's just the way it works when you have only one sibling.

There's no one else to have your back but that one other person.

And then there was a time when me and my brother didn't always get along too well. It was around those pre-teen/teenage years that were full of angst and puberty and...well, sharing a bathroom with an older brother was just REALLY hard when I was thirteen and trying to get ready for school.

After all of the drama of being teens ended we sort of went our separate ways. We had to find ourselves each on our own. We both went to different cities and traveled to completely different countries and experienced parts of this world individually.

I guess that's just the way it's supposed to work. I'm not exactly sure if this is how it works for everyone or for girls who have sisters, or for those who have more than one sibling... but this is how our relationship worked out, and no matter how far apart we are or what goofy things we've gotten ourselves into we couldn't be closer.

He may never be able to wash a dish to save his life and he may never stop playing those silly computer games. He still has a hard time finding things because he's too impatient to look for longer than five seconds... but he's grown to be a good man. A man that my father and my grandfathers can be proud of, a man that any woman should be lucky to end up with. And he will ALWAYS have the biggest heart of any man that I will ever know. 

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