MY BROTHER

My brother

My brother and I have not always seen eye to eye. Not because his 6’4 and I am 5’6 but because he is my one and only sibling.

Over the years we have had many issues. As kids we used to fight as adults we have arguments and as parents we laugh and cry. We have been to war and back again. I can not regret the bad stuff that has happened as it truly makes the good stuff mean so much more. I admit to being at some points in life a really nasty sister towards my brother. I have tried to do things on my own and not bothered asking for help. I have put a hand up in my brother’s face point blank refusing any help or guidance. Yet without my brother I would not be who I am today. And I can’t thank my brother enough for all the help and support he has given over to me over the years.

Recently we both sat down and watched a home move that was filmed almost 13 years ago. And just as we both laughed back then we both laughed at the same jokes.  It would appear that the Sense of humour don’t change too much. Many times we have both laughed so much we have both been in tears. As well as scaring each other to death with accidents and health problems.

My brother has seen the worst of me, the best of me, the hardest parts of me, all my strength and weaknesses. I am lucky to have a brother that accepts me for everything I am, Even if i do his head in now and then.  I look up to my brother – again, not because his so tall but because he is smart, loving, wise and open but more than anything else. He is my big brother. The only one I have got. The only one I could ever have hoped for. Brother, for everything, I am truly thankful,  I love you!