My brother is moving. He has been living with us since October of '10. He has been invaluable to our family and he is just freaking awesome to be around. He isn't just my brother, he is my best friend. I know he has to "do his own thing" and I find comfort in knowing that he will be successful but I'm sad he is leaving. We've had to say "bye" too many times in our lives. With an 8 year age difference so many of our pivitol moments weren't at the same times. He was only 12 when I went to college. I hated leaving him then. I would have taken him with me if I could. He's 22 (in a few days) now and I'm 30 and it sure doesn't hurt any less.
I take solace in knowing that he will be back soon to visit, but there's nothing like having your best friend/brother around 24/7.
I'm so proud of you! Love you! Have fun!
SO AFTER DELAY AFTER DELAY AND CANCELLATION AFTER CANCELLATION MY POOR BROTHER HAD TO GET ON A DIFFERENT FLIGHT AT 7 THIS MORNING! WE DROPPED HIM OFF AT THE AIRPORT AT 2 AND HE COULDN'T GET A ROOM OR ANYTHING TILL 630! AT LEAST EVERYTHING WORKED OUT AND HE IS ON HIS WAY. THERE WERE A FEW CASUALITIES ALONG THE WAY. THE POOR DRY CLEANER GUY WAS CALLING AND TEXTING ABOUT A PAIR OF PANTS WHILE I'M TRYING TO FIGURE STUFF OUT FOR MY BROTHER. HE ENDED UP GETTING AN EARFUL FROM A VERY FRUSTRATED ME. OOOPS, SORRY DRY CLEANER GUY.