Today is the day my little big brother was born. A cold Febrary night it was. My first memories of him are probably of him crying before we went to school in the mornings. He was a good, solid cryer and those wailings will haunt me. In any case, he grew and grew regardless of the heaps of punishments upon him from two older sisters. He and I share survivorship of a messy divorce and the years following.
He used to hate it when I called him "little" brother, so I've dubbed him the big little brother, for all the "big brothering" he has done for me. There were times when I'm sure I didn't deserve it, but he still allowed me into his domain to share his anime with me. Those were special times and he always seems to have a certain big brotherly charm with his two older sisters, treating us with a mix of confused respect and tender caring. I certainly would not be where I am today without certain well-placed comments from him.
I think he was the first one in my family to show me how to treat someone with respect. By almost forcing my mom and me to give him privacy and space to breath in a troubled household he showed me that you can gain what you desire with hard work and a listening mind. Though they were some rocky years, I still respect and admire him very much. So let's give three cheers for the brother's in our lives and what they have done for us.
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