Today was my little brother's birthday. The kid turned 22. He has been through it all with me. If it wasn't for him many times in my childhood I wouldn't have made it. Whether it was getting stung by bee's or walking to the local 7-11 to terrorize the clerk, we were inseparable.
Because it was his birthday I took time to reminisce on how grateful I am for him. When things would get awful at home, we would head off down the street and talk. We were the only ones to keep each other sane at that time. I remember how hard it was for him when my dad left. I felt like I had to be the strong one because he was taking it so badly. He taught me what a promise really means, for we had so many broken ones. The miracle today was realizing I have brothers who love me and would stick up for me if I needed it. What a miracle in my life!
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