Once upon a time there was a beautiful, happy family of three. Right in the middle of this groups perfectly good time, the adults of this trio decided it would be a good idea to add another to the mix....so they got down to business and not too soon after, the three become four.........hmmmm well the youngest of the three wasn't really sure about this...but once she was promised that she would soon be granted her wish of a baby sister and she could name her Sara....all was good....(okay so that last little bit is how I remember it....clearly my parents did not say that I would for sure be having a baby sister and I am not even sure about the name Sara but well too bad this is my story and this is how I remember it!!! :)
So the waiting began.......all this 4 yr old thought about was how great life was going to be when her new little sister(named Sara) arrived....all the fun they were going to have...ahh this was going to be great...........well guess what........the "plan" went a bit haywire somewhere along the line....I don't know if Mom didn't eat the proper foods...or she maybe had a drink or two.....(probably not) but something messed up my plan.....SaRA was a BOY!!!!!
AHhh my little brother........who was favorably known to me for his first 3 years of life as Sarathan....yes I was in denial for a bit..........wasn't really sure about this new bundle of joy....seriously what the heck was I going to do with this....play ball???? come on.....even a 4 yrs of age makeup was more my scene.....
So over the next few years.......we got to know each other a bit better.....myself being the eldest definitely ruled the roost(or so I thought) for a bit..........ahhh my poor brother...there are days when I think back to our growing up years and wonder why the heck he even speaks to me...the terrible things I would make him do........all the shit jobs...man it was bad....poor guy!!
Well Sarathan grew up, and soon I was well aware that I no longer was boss.........now here we both are in our 30's and still speaking....actually pretty good friends I would have to say!
For some reason this week I have been thinking about him a lot.........admiring the man he has become.........the maturity that I see in him, evolving everyday. He is embarking on not an easy task, taking over the family business....not easy.........working with family everyday has so many different emotions tied to it...it is very very challenging and I am so proud of my brother. Over the past few years I have seen such a change in him....he has become more mature, responsible and after seeing him in "action" I can see how very smart and capable he is. He is already and will continue to be a huge asset to my Father's company!
Most of all though, I am so lucky to have a sibling that I can be friends with...one that I can count on.........yes we have had some ups and downs.......like all siblings do...but in the end we always are there for each other...never to turn our backs....I know if and when I need something I can call and he will be there in a flash. More than that though, I really like the guy, as we have both grown and matured we can talk and have a great time just discussing life! He came into the shop today for a trim and one of my coworkers said to me as he left.........."M" you are so lucky to have a brother that you are so close too....I just love listening to you two chatting away...I wish I had that kind of relationship with my brothers".....
It isn't that I needed her to say that to realize how lucky I am..........but it did make me more aware that the relationship we do have doesn't happen all the time!!! So I do feel lucky!
So this is for my Bro.....you were so right when you said to me years ago..."M, you are lucky I wasn't a girl....you wouldn't be able to be the princess of the family"....well you are probably right about that, it does work out rather well now doesn't it....lol..... but more so, I'm glad Sarathan was a boy, I am lucky to have you as my brother and most importantly my friend.....thanks for everything!!