Okay, I am officially the worst sister ever. I am totally a day late writing this blog post. I am going to chalk it up to several things…..Monday was a holiday so ALL week-long my days have seemed to be a day behind. Yesterday, all day, I thought it was Tuesday instead of one of the most important days of the year. Also, I had a visual angiogram done and my vision was so bad all afternoon/evening that I couldn’t have sat in front of the computer if I had tried. So….here is the blog post that should have been done yesterday……
November 14th…..a very special day in my family because it is “my person’s” birthday. This year, in fact, he hit a milestone of birthdays (I won’t say which one but it was a biggie). My brother……my hero……truly one of my favorite people on the planet……my longest friend and truthfully, my person. He is the one that puts me in my place when I need it. He goes to bat for me. He supports me. He has fought for me and with me and I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that he loves me (even though he is not the kind of guy to throw the “I love you’s” around).
He is older than me (by a little over 3 years) and liked me until I was about 6 months old and then wanted my mom to trade me in for a boy. We had those typical growing up kid fights, but when push came to shove (even to this day), nobody has my back like my brother. He is dependable, likable, funny (in a dry humor kinda way). He has a work ethic like I have never seen before (seriously he works practically 24 hours a day it seems). He is loyal, kind, strong (physically, emotionally and mentally) and he is probably one of the most honest people on the planet.
I have always adored him (even those growing up years where we fought a lot) and that adoration has never wavered, in fact, since Hannah was born it has only grown. He loves his niece and she loves him deeply. Nothing more special than seeing your brother with your daughter and the love between them. I joke a lot about “marrying my brother” as he and Dennis are very much the same in many aspects….I love their relationship and brotherly love. They might not be blood but their bond is stronger than any blood relation. I am so thankful for that.
So, yesterday was Tracy’s birthday and I am so thankful he was born. I am so grateful and honored to call him my brother and I truly love him dearly. Happy Birthday Tracy…..hey and look…..I kept this blog post short just for you (as I know it is the only way you will read it)! HA!
Until next time……..