Time is a funny thing when you're a little kid. You really have no concept of what it is. I have to keep reminding my son that he will never be as old as my daughter, who is 18 months older than he is. Kids tend to think that they older they get, the closer they get to being the same age as their older siblings, even though it doesn't work that way. Your older siblings will always be older than you.
Until today.
My brother Joe was born November 2, 1972 and passed away October 23, 2000. 10 days before his 28th birthday. I was born June 9, 1983, and today is 9 days before my 28th birthday.
I am older than my older brother.
As a kid, I always kind of dreamed of being the same age as my older siblings because they were cool and I wanted to be like them. It was never supposed to actually happen though.
I miss him terribly and I so wish he could be here to see everything that's happened in the last 10 1/2 years. I wish he could see who I've become, what kind of person I am. I wish we could hang out together and just talk. I wish I could hear him make fun of me one more time. I wish I could just give him a hug.
