I wake up today and I realize it’s my little brother’s birthday. I get out of bed ready to give him a hug. I hear his high tone voice calling me “nuna, nuna!”, running through my head. He always had excitement. But as I get closer,I don’t see the little, cute baby brother anymore. He is the tall, deep voice, teenage brother.
I get scared that if I give him a hug, he will push me off. But with my older sister ability, I gave him a hug and said “happy birthday!” I thought he would brush me off, but he didn’t resist. He kept still foe a good 5 seconds.
He may be a teenager, but he is still my little brother. Time is very scary. It is crazy how my infant baby brother is going to high school in September. Time is going by too fast.