A Lot Like Him

April 19, 2010 in Family, Life with 6 Comments

I’m a lot more like him than I thought I was.  Just a short while ago I caught myself laughing the exact way he laughs.  In some ways I wish I was more like him.

Him……is my brother.  My younger by 22 months, 20 days brother.

I didn’t always like him.  We fought growing up.  A lot.  Oh sure I loved him the way a sister always loves her brother.  You mess with him you mess with me.

There were the times he’d hit me in the back just because he was my brother.  He always called me hucky puck, made fun of me, and spent way to much time in the bathroom (hiding from doing the dishes on his night).

He’s grown up a lot since then.

And so have I.

Now he has a beautiful, sweet wife and three rascally, kind, charming little boys that constantly steal my heart.

He loves his family unabashedly and God even more than that.

At (almost) 33 he’s trying to get into the police academy and become a police officer in their little city.

He makes me proud to be his sister.

For some reason he comes to mind today.  Those kids we were 15-20 years ago are long gone.  Today we are friends.  I like that.

About prudychick: Prudence is a wanna be writer who lives in the metropolis of Arizona with her husband Shawn and two Chihuahuas. She writes her heart. At her core she aches for the poor and the orphan and those far from God. She’s learning to live a life of grace and to wait expectantly and patiently for God’s next big thing in her & Shawn’s life.

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6 Responses to “A Lot Like Him”

  1. Jen April 19, 2010 at 6:54 pm #

    You made me cry! Beautiful!

    Reply
  2. Josh April 19, 2010 at 7:39 pm #

    I don’t know what to say? I love ya!

    Reply
  3. Manda April 20, 2010 at 9:53 am #

    What a special post… your brother must be honoured.
    Truly lovely to see your heart toward him.

    Reply
  4. Jenny April 20, 2010 at 1:12 pm #

    this made me tear up :)

    Reply

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