My Brother by Elizabeth Hailey DeGasperis
When I contemplate what is most important in my life, my mind is drawn to my 21-year-old brother, Tom. There are not enough words in the English language I could use to describe what he means to me. I cannot imagine the past fifteen years of my life without him. Allow me to start from the beginning.
Even when I was an infant, he never failed to take me out of my crib, strap me in my high chair, and cook scrambled eggs for us (at the tender age of six). He did this so my mother could catch up on sleep in the mornings and take care of me however he could. I only wish I could return the favour in some way. Though we have always been tight, we used to fight frequently as all siblings do. As immature children, we viewed every ordeal as monumental. The apocalypse would occur if either of us decided to give the other access to the TV remote or the pogo sticks for five minutes. However, we would always make-up in the end and return to cracking jokes at each other, watching Phineas and Ferb for hours on end together, and having tickle fights (which he would always win. No matter how hard I tried, I could never beat him. To be honest, I am still bitter that I did not have the advantage of a larger, stronger body type).
Now I am at this age, though, I can relate to him better than I ever have. Whenever I am lonely and I feel that no one can understand me, he is my go-to person for advice. Fortunately, he will be attending dental school in the New York vicinity for the next few years. Hopefully, when I am in college, we will be able to see each other occasionally.
Even when I was an infant, he never failed to take me out of my crib, strap me in my high chair, and cook scrambled eggs for us (at the tender age of six). He did this so my mother could catch up on sleep in the mornings and take care of me however he could. I only wish I could return the favour in some way. Though we have always been tight, we used to fight frequently as all siblings do. As immature children, we viewed every ordeal as monumental. The apocalypse would occur if either of us decided to give the other access to the TV remote or the pogo sticks for five minutes. However, we would always make-up in the end and return to cracking jokes at each other, watching Phineas and Ferb for hours on end together, and having tickle fights (which he would always win. No matter how hard I tried, I could never beat him. To be honest, I am still bitter that I did not have the advantage of a larger, stronger body type).
Now I am at this age, though, I can relate to him better than I ever have. Whenever I am lonely and I feel that no one can understand me, he is my go-to person for advice. Fortunately, he will be attending dental school in the New York vicinity for the next few years. Hopefully, when I am in college, we will be able to see each other occasionally.
Tom and I
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ReplyDeleteWow! That is so nice that you guys have such an amazing relationship!
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