Today, my brother and I belatedly celebrated my mother’s birthday. It was a simple affair, yet meant so much to each of us. I couldn’t help but take a moment to sit back as we sat down for lunch. Isn’t it so amazing that the smallest moments can have the largest impacts when you’re surrounded by those you love?
My brother and I have always had a close relationship. We’ve been through so much and like most siblings, handled it different ways. Even so, I could always count on him being there for me when it really mattered–especially when he was unaware.
We used to be mistaken as twins growing up. Not just because of our similar facial features. To this day, we can have an entire conversation without saying a word. We just get each other. Regardless of if we speak only a few sentences to each other or have intense discussions like we’ve had in the past–the impact is always there.
I remember how hard it was when I took off for college out-of-state (and without a vehicle). We’re 14 months apart and, the way our birthdays fall, that meant we were also two grades apart. He had so many great accomplishments I had to hear of second-hand. I’m just grateful moments like his graduation allowed for me to cheer and clap in person as a proud older sister.
Ironically, over the years people fell into the belief that I’m the younger sibling. I think only those who also have siblings can also understand why I even mention that phrase. The sibling dynamic is a fragile being not worth agitating.
No matter the time of day or the distance, my brother has come through tenfold. We’re incredibly protective of each other. He’s come through as a real hero to me since the day he came into this world.
So today, this is just my moment to say “thank you” and remember how proud I am to call Lew my brother. There are so many decisions I make daily just because he inspires me. Every time he makes me proud and/or reciprocates the same thought, it makes the day that much more worth it. He’s my world.