I finally finished my letter to my bro Steely. I hate to keep on postponing because I was aiming to mail it myself last week, but, I come up with "excuses", typically lazy and forgetful and there’s just so many stuff been running through my head, I need to clear my mind sometime. What are they? It’s better to keep it private….:P My mom had just said to me today to wait until this coming Monday and she’ll send both our letters herself. I had read his letter to my mom recently and emotions run through my system a little when he had said something about how he reacted when he gets a mail…he said, whenever he had a time to read the mail, it brightens his day so much more.
When I start thinking about my only brother, I get a little emotional, because, I was always there for him when he was just in his elementary years. It brings back memories on how I used to drop him off to his school in Manhattan (NYC), back then I was in the 9th grade-freshman year in HS. I didn’t care if I was 5 minutes late to school–taking a bus, I always see to it that he is in school safe. Then I would be the only one to pick him up because, my mom and dad would still be at work. When I have some allowance or change left in my pocket, most of the time, we stop by at a candy store and have him pick whatever sweets or treats he like and hang out at the nearby NY public library….he loves to read. We have our little fights but, we can be best buds in the end…"brother-sister thingy", I’m proud to be able to beat him in his video games, that he used to get so addicted to and almost had seizures…. As time goes by, we left NYC to Texas, fastforward to were he was in his junior high school years…I was in the 11th grade, I worked at a fastfood joint, I saved enough to buy whatever I want to buy particularly spoiling him on his birthday buying, colored gameboy and several games of his choice. My mom and dad even told me that–that is enough!….LOL, they ended up buying him clothes.
Now he is 18, although he surpasses me–height-wise, he is still my lil’ bro that I hate for him to give me a birthday card because, it gets me to were I shed some tears–happy tears, he writes so d@** good!, I probably could never write something like that…and he jokes around that he really didn’t mean what he had said…LOL…i hit him on the head with the card…LOL…he used to listen to the same songs I listened to, tells me his secrets, particularly in school, race around town with our bicycles…..ever since I married, we have become a little distant but, still grew up to be a wise teenager who made lots of close friends and turned up to be so brilliant!…"cortes genes" fortunately inherited…lol…and just a fact, able to date pretty girls *snapping fingers* just like that—i lost count on how many…lol …I’ll always pray for him that he will have guidance and strength. I know I don’t have to worry as much as my parents do, I’ll stay more positive, even things doesn’t seem so bright sometimes. I had posted that song in my blog about the song that made me cry, that song was his favorite and I don’t know why, I still cry to the song, even it doesn’t have any relevance whatsoever…it’s just that it was his favorite and the sound of the music and the video itself made me even more–in-tune….As his big sis, I care about him always…anyways, i feel like i wrote a book, i gotta check on the kiddies and see if i can write my grandparents (mom’s side) also…later blog.
