Thinking about that number seems so long, yet, so close, yet, so in between.
I remember thinking that my brother hadn't been around that long when he was three, four, and five (approx).
Now he has been around 16 years.
I still remember the night he was born.
I was at Kae Lacy's making blackberry syrup. I remember Daddy coming to get me.
I remember being taken to the hospital and trying to see the nurse give him a bath.
I remember holding him.
Well, as the years passed we would fight and I was always told, "One day he will be bigger than you..."
That day came a few years ago.
Happy Birthday, Michael!
I love you, my little brother!
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| Isn't he just the cutest? |
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| He's still pretty cute ; ) |
ooo i need to find the cafe!!
ReplyDeleteBet you feel old now ha!
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