I can't think I could ever be who I am if it wasn't for my brother. He's 30 and I'm 26, but since we were children he has taught me the most important lessons: i didn't allow any child to bully him despite I was around 4 years old, that made me a strong and secure woman. He liked to keep the rutines, that helped me to be more disciplined. The times I lost my patience my brother would tell me something sweet to melt me, that made me compassionate and humble. He makes me repeat things a million of times but his favorite is telling me "I love you" and making me answer me too! He never ever complains, so when he gets anxious i think is the least he deserves to expres himself. He makes me laugh with his naive and espontaneous comments, i have the feeling every day he knows more! he has the purest heart i've ever seen, he makes me enjoy the smallest details of life and to value what really matters. Sometimes it's hard to see him anxious but now he even says in the middle of his "attacks": what's wrong with me?, i can't take this, or so. I feel so sorry i cannot help him to stop feeling that, but he showed me he's not giving us a hard tim but he is the one having a hard time, and now I'm sure he struggles very much to keep it as little as possible. My brother is so brave, I'm truly proud of him, he only has love to give and after all, that's all you need!!!
Yesterday we went to a celtic rock concert for a while, and i just thought of those times when my brother couldn't even stand a crowd! To all of you, it takes time, patience, but most of all, a lot of love! don't lose the hope and try to see the bright side of life! thanks God for my only and dearest brother!
Santa Marta, Colombia
