My Baby Brother.
Hard to believe my not so baby brother turns 18 today. Granted he's towered over me for years now, and could have kicked my ass at the age of 14, I like to think I'm still the boss.
Although there have been times where I'm almost positive the kid is adopted, I can actually say I appreciate the person he has grown into. Sure, he's pretty socially awkward, and I still have moments where I contemplate if we're actually related, but it's been great watching him grow into an almost mature adult. However, we definitely have our differences and aren't afraid to express them.
We always debate about which one of us is more intelligent than the other and while I may have a higher GPA and more social understanding, I'm also smart enough to acknowledge the fact that my brother is somewhat of a genius. Our mom encouraged us both to start reading at a young age and it definitely stuck. But while I chose to read books that can be categorized as "brain candy," Sam took the opportunity to challenge his thinking and imagination with books like Artemis Fowl and every single book that relates to the series. Not only does the kid have a crazy imagination, but he is also a whiz with numbers. I was still struggling through math at the college level, while he is currently enrolled in finite math, as a senior. Even though we both have different gifts that empower us in unique ways, I'm not ashamed to admit that my brother definitely got the brains of the family.
(Good thing he'll never read this.)
Another thing I admire about my brother is his character. Although we fall on completely opposite ends of the social spectrum, I assure you that my brother does have some clue about what he's doing. His stubbornness is worthy of praise. If he thinks he's right about something (even when he's definitely not) he stands by what he believes. This is a characteristic lacking in our society today, but lucky me, my own baby brother encompasses it.
While you may not know it by looking at him, he actually does have a heart too. I know he can come off extremely stand-offish, but underneath it all, he is just a big teddy bear-- kinda. I know if I was crying, he would be there for me no matter what, even if he thinks I'm being dumb. He'll listen to whatever it is I'm upset about, and even if he doesn't have much to say, he'll just sit there and give me the chance to let it all out.
I guess what I'm trying to say is, I really do love this kid. I appreciate the person he has come and I can honestly say I'm a better person because of him. He keeps me real, and for that I am eternally grateful. So here's to you Sammy boy, if you ever read this. I just wanted to let you know, I LOVE YOU!
Although there have been times where I'm almost positive the kid is adopted, I can actually say I appreciate the person he has grown into. Sure, he's pretty socially awkward, and I still have moments where I contemplate if we're actually related, but it's been great watching him grow into an almost mature adult. However, we definitely have our differences and aren't afraid to express them.
We always debate about which one of us is more intelligent than the other and while I may have a higher GPA and more social understanding, I'm also smart enough to acknowledge the fact that my brother is somewhat of a genius. Our mom encouraged us both to start reading at a young age and it definitely stuck. But while I chose to read books that can be categorized as "brain candy," Sam took the opportunity to challenge his thinking and imagination with books like Artemis Fowl and every single book that relates to the series. Not only does the kid have a crazy imagination, but he is also a whiz with numbers. I was still struggling through math at the college level, while he is currently enrolled in finite math, as a senior. Even though we both have different gifts that empower us in unique ways, I'm not ashamed to admit that my brother definitely got the brains of the family.
(Good thing he'll never read this.)
Another thing I admire about my brother is his character. Although we fall on completely opposite ends of the social spectrum, I assure you that my brother does have some clue about what he's doing. His stubbornness is worthy of praise. If he thinks he's right about something (even when he's definitely not) he stands by what he believes. This is a characteristic lacking in our society today, but lucky me, my own baby brother encompasses it.
While you may not know it by looking at him, he actually does have a heart too. I know he can come off extremely stand-offish, but underneath it all, he is just a big teddy bear-- kinda. I know if I was crying, he would be there for me no matter what, even if he thinks I'm being dumb. He'll listen to whatever it is I'm upset about, and even if he doesn't have much to say, he'll just sit there and give me the chance to let it all out.
I guess what I'm trying to say is, I really do love this kid. I appreciate the person he has come and I can honestly say I'm a better person because of him. He keeps me real, and for that I am eternally grateful. So here's to you Sammy boy, if you ever read this. I just wanted to let you know, I LOVE YOU!
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