I have three siblings that I’ve lived with at one time or another and let me tell you something, it’s not easy. I have two half siblings and one full sibling (but they all feel like full siblings). I have an older sister, an older brother, and a younger brother and this week I decided to write a short little article to/for my little brother, Tyler.

Living with Tyler is no piece of cake. I’ve screamed at him more than I’d like to admit (in my defense, he is always pissing me off and doing stupid things). I’ve punched/tackled/wrestled him countless times and since I’m much bigger than him, I always win. We can never agree on what movies or shows to watch on the T.V or who should get to shower first and he can’t do anything for himself (he’s never once done his own laundry or cleaned up after himself). No matter how upset I get with him I know that he can get me even more mad in .2 seconds. All the little things that he does annoys me to no end, but (and I can’t believe I’m saying this) I’ve recently begun to miss him.

No matter how much Tyler pisses me off, I love him (I still don’t like him 99% of the time, but what are siblings for)! He is a pretty awesome person and I’ve missed him a lot. I’ve missed his awkwardness and the weird jokes that he tells. I miss having someone to beat up and I miss cheering him on at his ice hockey games. I’m glad I got to grow up alongside him (except for when he gets me in trouble) and I can’t imagine a world without him.

So Tyler, if you’re reading this, DON’T LET THIS GET TO YOUR HEAD! You still suck, but I love you and miss you.