Today seems an appropriate day to blog about my older brother. He’s my big brudda. He’s super awesome. It’s his birthday. He’s now officially 26 and that is one of the scariest things EVER. Well, ok, maybe not. Still scary. Not a fan of the whole growing up thing.
Anyways, my big brudda and I did NOT get along when we were kids. The root of that is long, drawn out, a boring story, and probably too personal to be posted in a public forum such as this. But we both did our share of antagonizing each other… although, to this day, I feel he did more of it than I did. He was older. And bigger. If he sat on me, I could die.
Now that we’re apparently ancient, we get along really well. To be totally honest, I couldn’t wait to call him for his birthday. I love talking to him, love spending time with him and can tell him almost anything. He’s great. I’m so glad I have an incredibly awesome older brother.
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