Brother From Another Mother

Brother From Another Mother

A special thank you to my cousin.

As a child I had always wished I had had an older sibling, more specifically, an older brother. For whatever reason, back then I thought that having an older brother meant having a knight in shining armor, who’d always be willing to rush to my rescue. Clearly, while growing up as an only child I lived under the fantastical illusion that siblings could be something more than just insufferable brats. It was not until much later that reality dawned upon me, allowing me to understand that having siblings- at least younger ones- consisted of a life of self-sacrifice, stinky diapers and a whole lot of head-splitting shrieking. I realized that being the eldest, placed me in a position of authority- not that I was actually respected- but it also meant that I would have to be the knight. I was the one looking after the little hooligans, not the other way around. Bummer!

Ironically, though, as I grew older I found someone whom I came to see as an older brother- who is hardly any older and biologically only a cousin. He’s someone whom I’ve known since I was a wee child, and someone I have only gotten closer to in the awkward years of emerging adulthood. It was the transition to college that brought us closer together. As we started going to school and studying together we noticed that we are far more similar to one another than we had initially known.

We’ve had some great times together actually. At times I’d be out of class, sitting at the library and he would suddenly show up and suggest we go on an adventure. Mondays were our “adventure days”. We would randomly drive up to Providence and eat crepes, then we’d go to a park and just sit there in the dead cold of winter. I liked our trips though, as they often involved eating. It’s a blessing that we both love food so much. Our trips also involved randomly showing up at my grandmother’s house and asking her for food. That was awfully inconsiderate of us, but, she enjoys our unexpected visits. There were days that we’d sit in the library for hours, attempting to work on an essay but instead of actually working, we would spend the entire time there talking about irrelevant things and making fun of one another. I am surprised he even passed his courses to be honest. Oh, and there were the days when we would have strange conversations in the middle of the night, questioning our existence, making up theories and just simply just being a band of idiots. Those were the good days. I also remember us going out to eat at 2 A.M and having serious conversations about stop signs…That was odd, but it’s what makes us awesome.

Now for the thank you’s. I’d first like to thank you, Rodjer, for waiting for me in the mornings- although I was always late and you always had to sit outside for about twenty minutes before I even showed up. I’d also like to thank you for making sure I have eaten. I for some reason tend to neglect the fact that I need food and if not for you and Hira checking on me I’d likely starve to death. Also thanks, for blasting music in my ears early in the morning. Although I hated it at the time, it actually woke me up and got me ready for class. Oh! Thanks for always being there, too. You know, both physically and emotionally. I know you’re not great with words but I know you are there for me when I need you and even when I don’t, I mean, you can be annoying dude.

I’m glad I grew up and found myself a big brother. You’re not exactly a knight in shining armor, but, you’re as close as it gets. I want you to know that I will always be there for you too, as your little sister and as a friend. I know that right now things may be a bit difficult and we don’t get to see each other often but don’t forget that I am here for you. You don’t have to always be the one “doing the protecting”, you know. I can protect you too! I hope that in the future we will get a lot more chances to be weird together and spend time eating delicious foods. Okay, this is getting to be too cheesy. That’s all! Be good. Live long and prosper, loser! Love ya!


-Your Favorite Cousin Ever~

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8 Reasons Why My Dad Is the Most Important Man In My Life

Forever my number one guy.

Growing up, there's been one consistent man I can always count on, my father. In any aspect of my life, my dad has always been there, showing me unconditional love and respect every day. No matter what, I know that my dad will always be the most important man in my life for many reasons.

1. He has always been there.

Literally. From the day I was born until today, I have never not been able to count on my dad to be there for me, uplift me and be the best dad he can be.

2. He learned to adapt and suffer through girly trends to make me happy.

I'm sure when my dad was younger and pictured his future, he didn't think about the Barbie pretend pageants, dressing up as a princess, perfecting my pigtails and enduring other countless girly events. My dad never turned me down when I wanted to play a game, no matter what and was always willing to help me pick out cute outfits and do my hair before preschool.

3. He sends the cutest texts.

Random text messages since I have gotten my own cell phone have always come my way from my dad. Those randoms "I love you so much" and "I am so proud of you" never fail to make me smile, and I can always count on my dad for an adorable text message when I'm feeling down.

4. He taught me how to be brave.

When I needed to learn how to swim, he threw me in the pool. When I needed to learn how to ride a bike, he went alongside me and made sure I didn't fall too badly. When I needed to learn how to drive, he was there next to me, making sure I didn't crash.

5. He encourages me to best the best I can be.

My dad sees the best in me, no matter how much I fail. He's always there to support me and turn my failures into successes. He can sit on the phone with me for hours, talking future career stuff and listening to me lay out my future plans and goals. He wants the absolute best for me, and no is never an option, he is always willing to do whatever it takes to get me where I need to be.

6. He gets sentimental way too often, but it's cute.

Whether you're sitting down at the kitchen table, reminiscing about your childhood, or that one song comes on that your dad insists you will dance to together on your wedding day, your dad's emotions often come out in the cutest possible way, forever reminding you how loved you are.

7. He supports you, emotionally and financially.

Need to vent about a guy in your life that isn't treating you well? My dad is there. Need some extra cash to help fund spring break? He's there for that, too.

8. He shows me how I should be treated.

Yes, my dad treats me like a princess, and I don't expect every guy I meet to wait on me hand and foot, but I do expect respect, and that's exactly what my dad showed I deserve. From the way he loves, admires, and respects me, he shows me that there are guys out there who will one day come along and treat me like that. My dad always advises me to not put up with less than I deserve and assures me that the right guy will come along one day.

For these reasons and more, my dad will forever be my No. 1 man. I love you!

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To The Best Friend Every Girl Should Be Blessed Enough To Have

You definitely deserve all the love.


I have not written this letter, but it has been on my list of "to write" for forever. She keeps asking when I will write one about her and every time I tell her, soon.

Well here it is. The truth on why it took so long? No words seem to do everything justice. No matter how I put them or how I want them to sound, the page always makes them look weird and they always sound lame.

But finally, here it is. Best friend, this one is for you.

First and foremost I will start with a holy cow. We have been best friends for only a short time because who knew your "in school friend" from all those math classes would actually turn into this? We put off hanging out outside of school for years, and finally, after suffering through all that algebra we decided enough was enough.

I wish we had sooner.

I wish I had gotten more time with you before we both moved away to college - but ill take whatever time I get with you because well… you're incredible.

Thank you.

Thank you for finally agreeing to hang out with me.

Thank you for listening to every rant ever - whether it was a paragraph long text, a 2 hour FaceTime call or an hour-long car ride.

Thank you for ordering planners with me and spending nights decorating them with me (we are such losers).

Thank you for letting me become a part of your family.

Thank you for going to Friendly's, IHOP and Target at the most ungodly hours.

Thank you for encouraging me in everything I do, and stopping me from making bad decisions.

Thank you for telling me the truth, despite if it hurt me or not, I know now you will never lie about your feelings towards someone (LOL).

Basically, thank you for everything you have done for me. You have made me a better person and you encourage me to be my best self every single day.

Moving on I want to make it clear how incredibly proud of you I am. I love getting texts from you about your love for your classes, and how you want to be president of this club and president of that. How you help out kids, and how you host events. I love hearing about your major and the classes you are so incredibly excited to take. Watching you be so passionate about what you are doing and becoming makes me want to feel the same way in everything I do.

I hope someday my kids are your students because, in your hands, I know they can change the world.

Last but not least, I love you. And you're stuck with me.


Your forever number one fan

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