Today’s my “little” brother’s birthday. He’s turning 25.
Gah, that means in 2 weeks from today, I’ll be turning 28. 28 is SQUARELY in the “adult” phase… 2 years away from being a “thirtysomething.” Funny thing is, I still feel like I’m in my early twenties. Maybe it’s because in my early twenties, I started living in “the real world” after college, and now I’m just out of law school. *shrug* But this post is not about me.
My brother is totally awesome, and I want the world to know it. The silver lining on having to be under constant adult supervision for 6 weeks after being diagnosed with seizure disorder was that he came down for a couple of weeks and took really good care of me. He helped me find ways to make the seizures more tolerable, and helped me come to terms with the bevy of “what ifs” that come with MS and Seizure Disorder. It was really a turning point in my life.
If I had a wish for any of you out there with chronic illness, it would be to have a family relationship like I do. I couldn’t do it without them.
I love you so much, Boychick. I can’t imagine my life without you.