My mother remarried when I was five. Fairly soon after they married, I remember asking her if she would supply me with a brother or sister. She said that we had to wait for a while until my dad graduated from college (another reason to admire him). I had to wait until I was eight and a half to get the brother I dreamed of having. However, because of the age difference, most of our lives have been spent apart. He was about 10 when I left for college. I totally missed his high school years and all of his football games. I didn't meet his future wife until the time of my wedding. However, there are two things about my brother that I really admire.
First of all, he is so kind and loving. When he was younger, I saw him help out his friends and defend them. I think if he had been older than me, or at least closer to my age, the people who teased me would have had to deal with him, too. He makes friends easily, probably because he is a good listener as well as a good conversationalist.
He is also a very calm person. I have seen him upset a few times, but it is a quiet anger and he can quickly shrug it off and deal with the situation. I wish I had his calm, cool demeanor when my kids start arguing and whining. Both of these qualities will make him an excellent father.
He is the little brother I always wanted and I am glad for the times we have had together and for any time we can spend together.
I love you, Bill!