I do thank God, for giving me a brother. A brother who has always been so patient with me. A brother who accepts my meanness and has taught me to become a better person. I want to thank God for giving me not just any brother, but my baby brother. He is my best friend, my strength and my happiness.
My brother moved to California years ago. I should be used to his absence by now. I should be used to seeing him just a couple times of the year. But honestly, I am still not used to it. I long for the old days when we would celebrate birthdays together.