My brother is a superhero to me.
He was the kid growing up that always did better than me at every instrument we both played, or who could throw a dirt clod harder than anyone else I knew, or the one who shot me in the butt with his sawed off Beebe gun.
He was the one who enticed our cat to attack me, and relentlessly made fun of me at any given moment. He has let me down and pissed me off, made me cry, and made me hurt. But, he is also the man who knows me best.
He has seen me in all my different stages in life, and has stood by me in them. He is the who can make me laugh so hard that I can’t breathe. He is the man who loves his wife and kids with all his heart, and who works hard to provide for them emotionally, spiritually, and financially. He is the one who calls me just because he had a feeling that I might need to talk.
He is the man that I trust will say, “Chelle, you are being an idiot…want to go get a coffee?” My brother prays for me. My brother is an incredible man, who screws up constantly, but who learns from those mistakes and becomes a better person for it.
My brother is quick to hug, and even quicker to show grace. He can be annoying and sometimes people don’t get him…but he will give you the shirt off his back or the guitar off his wall if he thinks it will help you in your life.
My brother is stubborn and hard headed, and he can be the life of the party. He is talented and industrial, and he has a heart after God. He is a man that I admire…
Just don’t tell him…it will go to his head!
This incredible man is turning 40 today! Yes! He is an old man, and I just want to send out a huge, Happy Birthday, Bro! While, in public, I tell people that he was adopted…I am secretly honored to call him-my Brother!
Happy Birthday, Jek! I love you!
Oh, and did I mention, he is a dork! Thanks, Steve, for humoring your little sister with this photo shoot…It was a hoot!
To the outside world we all grow old. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each other’s hearts. We share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys. We live outside the touch of time. ~Clara Ortega