Nothing can beat a night with a homecooked meal, laughter, and loved ones...oh, and cake! How could I forget cake? Today is my little brother Jonathan's 21st birthday. You'd have to know us to know how much I care about him. From before he was born, I was anxiously awaiting him, never thinking that my mom would have another child. And then, from the moment I first held him in my arms, I knew how wonderful it would be having him as a part of our family. The gap of 8 years didn't seem to make much difference; we played football together in the front yard and I pushed him on the swing. I bought him his first race car helmet, a plastic yellow toy helmet with a filmsy visor. But he wore it until it was nearly in pieces. Jonathan has always been a little light in my life. And now, he enters the scary world of adulthood where there is no turning back. I worry for him, I smile for him, and I think of all the wonderful things that are still to come. But mostly, I still see the little boy who, on Halloween 21 years ago, became my companion, my brother, and my friend.
5 comments:
You're right, HB. The technical aspects of a photo are the least important. My, how that boy has grown!
Family photos are great.Good for you for getting this one.
Sounds like you are a very proud sister. He is lucky to have such a supporter. Family is great!
Glad you had a good time. P.S. I wouldn't have noticed the plant and the 'negatives' you pointed out in the picture. I think we are our worst critics.
I wanted to cry when I read your piece and viewed your family portrait....it stirred up so many memories for me. I was 9 when my little sister was born, and I felt the same way about her that you feel about your brother. Family DOES mean everything. Thank you for sharing yours, Jayme.
i say lucky jonathan.
that big sis almost like another mother love is a pretty powerful thing.
your writing is very moving.
great family picture.
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