Today, 25 years ago my baby brother was born. With him my dreams of having my own real life baby came true... Until those crashing dreams came down when you was too chubby for me to hold and then when he became strong enough to over come me and not do what I wanted him to do. But I was a happy girl for the first 2 months of his life!
After that it was a love-hate relationship with the kid I call brother for most of my life. The best friend and worse enemy wrapped in one. My protector and the one I sparked a redheaded temper that turned my protector on me. Whether I love him or hate him... He is constant and always there. And I realize just how blessed I am to have such a punk as my brother.
Happy 25th Birthday Brother, Jac.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
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