Growing up my memories float between being pinned down with dangling loogies, playing sports where he occasionally let me win, and the security of knowing no one in the neighborhood would mess with me because he had my back. There is a rule with big brothers; they are the only ones allowed to torment their sisters.
Recently my brother was sharing the memory of celebrating my birthday in high school. He would forge a note and get me out of class and we would go out to lunch. I was so straight-laced that it was quite an adventure each year to know I was skipping school, even if just for a short lunch.
I had simple tastes so each year we would go to Taco Via to celebrate and occasionally stopped for ice cream too.
As he recounts the story he says it was his way of influencing where I picked for birthday dinner with our parents. Taco Via taken care of the options were open and I was amendable. But the trick is on him because I probably would have let him pick even without the lunch. I just enjoyed getting to spend the time with my big brother.
Today is my brother's birthday. Perhaps I will forge a note to get him out of work for lunch (a little harder to pull off since he IS the boss) or maybe I'll just bring him some Taco Via. After all, he will get to pick dinner.
I'm grateful to be blessed with a big brother. I'm grateful for the ways he made me into a stronger person. I'm grateful for the ways he protected me. I'm grateful to still be close and see him a few times a week. I'm grateful for the relationship we have now as adults. I'm grateful for all the memories we created growing up. I'm grateful my daughter has a great uncle that she loves to spend time with and the feeling is mutual. I'm grateful to get to celebrate another year with an awesome brother.
What memories do you have growing up with a brother?
May today mature us passed the loogie stage. May we celebrate the relationship of siblings and the funny memories we've created. Have a beautiful day!