My younger brother is the best friend I never had to ask for. My mom just casually gave birth to him and added him to our family. I am beyond grateful for him.
To this day my brother and I aren’t attached at the hip. I know that totally wasn’t what you were expecting to hear. I love my brother dearly, even if we don’t agree with each other all the time, or most of the time. Growing up, we saw things differently. As I grew, I realized my brother lives his life with a confidence that I still am not capable of having. I realized over time that my brother is the person I can always count on to make me laugh and be there for me when I am dealing with an uncomfortable situation.
My brother is my life line. He believes in tough love with sarcasm, but does empathize with what I am going through. My brother is insanely strong, physically and mentally. He supports me in every endeavor. I look up to my younger brother more than he knows. This one’s for you bro.
He taught me how to be patient, even when times were tough. My brother has dealt with me through every single emotion I have had. Many times my brother tells me that I need to relax. At a younger age, I would get so annoyed for him telling me this. Until recently, I have realized he is completely right. He is always calm and composed in every single situation, under all circumstances.
He has the best relationship advice. I had a lot of boyfriends in high school, I can’t deny that. Every time he would meet one, he would act like the guy was better than the next. My brother is just that polite. If I ever needed advice about a guy or what to do in a situation, as much as he may have hated the conversation, he always had something clever to say. He supports me and any time there was a break up that occurred, he always knew what to say. Even though I am away at college, he still texts me back with something interesting, or a funny response.
He excels at everything and is modest about it. My brother doesn’t brag about all of his achievements. I have admired him for all he does, but it first started when he did taekwondo at a pretty young age, maybe around 11? After multiple years of commitment, creating his own routines for competitions and my sitting through many tournaments, I developed an admiration for my brother’s commitment to something. He became a third degree black belt by age 13 and will probably be really annoyed I announced that to the world. My brother started playing trumpet three months before school started, preparing for his freshman year in band. After his first semester, he made jazz band which is predominantly filled with upper classmen. He plays all the fun sports to watch, and I go to many of the football games at his school just to see him play, in band.
He knows how to have fun. My brother is the funniest person I know. He makes anything and everything funny. He was violently ill in Costa Rica on vacation and still was cracking jokes as his face was green. He knows how to have a good time, whether it is his great Spotify playlist, or teaching me the coolest dance moves. There is the occasional head lock that occurs when I hug him too long. He is a blast.
He shares my love of camp. My brother and I grew up in an amazing church where we accept everyone of all different faiths. I didn’t realize how awesome my church was until I came to college and wasn’t surrounded with that same atmosphere. I first went to camp when I was in sixth grade and my brother followed a year later. My brother is so loved at that camp by both the staff and his friends. He stands out because he passionately shares his love of Christ and includes everyone in everything. He knows how to invite everyone into an activity and gets people to laugh no matter what their moods are.
He taught me how to be “one of the guys.” I didn’t have too many friends in high school that would come and hangout with me. I was lucky to have a younger brother who I could bother when I wanted. Although he is younger than me, he has so much patience for me. He taught me how to play Call of Duty, attempt to wrestle, eat a lot of Chinese food and not clean my mess right away (all the time). I got a score of -200 in Call of Duty since I killed my own team mates, yet he laughed the whole time and was tolerant with it. We don’t play Xbox very much anymore, but we do still consume a lot of Chinese food.
He is my partner in crime at every dysfunctional family event and vacation. There have been so many vacations where all I have wanted to do is scream at my family for some of their actions. Luckily, my brother has been the one to keep me calm in every single situation. I have gotten mad at my brother for telling me I am over reacting at many family functions. I look back and realize without him keeping me sane, I probably would have cracked. I love my family and although they drive me insane, my brother is has been my "A1 since day 1."
Thank you bro, for being the coolest kid out there. You will always be my baby brother no matter how old you get. Even though you are younger than me, you are my role model (although Taylor Swift is a close second).
