Maelstrom143, By Sun or Candlelight
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2012-01-30 04:32:55 (UTC)


My little brother...
I remember him since forever it seems like...
as a baby, as a toddler, as a preschooler...
he was the sweetest little boy...
he was the reason I used to pray every night that I would be lucky enough to have sons just like my baby brother. There was nothing he would not do for me as a child. All I had to say was that I would leave forever and he immediately would do whatever it was he need to do to appease me. Even for mom he would not do stuff sometimes, but always for his big sister.
Things changed as we got older, things got got complicated. Anger sometimes separated us. Distance always. Never being outwardly warm or effusive, I always stood on the periphery guarding yet never a part of the regular family and this pleased me fine. Yet, through time and distance I have always known that somewhere out there is a young boy, a man really, but still a little boy in my heart of hearts, who is as intricate a part of my heart and soul as any of my children because he was the first child to whom I ever lost my heart. I have done things I am not proud of...yet, throughout my life I have really tried to always do what was right...because I knew my siblings depended on me, trusted me, and I could not fail them and they were the reason I kept going, in spite of everything.
I am a very lucky woman to have such a wonderful baby brother. We may not always agree with each other, but the love we have for each other will never fade away.
I love you my little brother.