On December 26th, 1996, my parents were blessed with their favorite child...even though they claim they have no favorites. My brother Frankie was the first born and he ended up being the only boy. 15 months later, April 1st, 1998 came and the main joke was that everyone thought I was going to be a boy!
My brother will always be my first best friend. We were inseparable and our friendship only gets stronger as we get older. The worst day of my life was when my brother went to preschool and I felt like my best friend was taken from me. I had no one to play with and had to entertain myself. Where is the fun in that?
Growing up, Frankie was always watching out for me. My first day of kindergarten and middle school he walked me to my class and my first day of high school he did not walk me to class. He, instead, sent me to the wrong class. I guess that is what brothers are for; not to only help, but to mess with you. Frankie continues to watch out for me. If I'm ever having a problem, I vent to him whether he wants to hear it or not. I knew college would be hard, but knowing Frankie goes to the same school and we had a class together made it easier.
We fight like other siblings, but at the end of the day he is going to be there for me and I'll be there for him. I heard a quote from American author Marc Brown: “Sometimes being a brother is even better than being a superhero." You don't need a superhero when you have a big brother.
Happy 21st Birthday to my parents favorite child and my favorite brother!
