I Miss My Brothers

I don't know why but suddenly something creeps in me that makes me miss my brothers terribly. Most of my life I was with my brothers. Being the oldest among my siblings it was fun to see my brothers grew up. Remembering them as babies and now an adults gave me a fulfillment. Maybe because we grew up in a very close family adds to my fascination. I know that in every phase of our lives each and everyone of the family was part of it.

How can I forget those same colored polo, socks, shoes my mother would bought for them on special occassions. I am so proud of them seeing them in basketball uniform every summer. Made me even a prouder sister every Sunday seeing them as altar knights. Both of them were Boy Scouts and even got the Boy Scout of the Year award when they graduated from high school.

During our JS prom, my brother Jojie was not embarrassed to dance with me during the ball. I am not the prettiest and most probably the biggest girl in the dance floor but still my brother asked me for a dance. I was a proud sister everytime our school will send him to another town as a Boy Scout representative. It was an achievement also when our town sponsored their trip to Zamboanga for a Boy Scout event. Amongst the three of us, he was the first one to ride the airplane...hahaha...When he decided to enter the seminary after highschool it was painful to me as I know I won't be seeing him as much as I want to. But I was so proud of him to realize that at his young age he decided that he answered God's calling.

My youngest brother Ryan had his own achievements. After graduating from Technological University of the Philippines, we were so amazed that companies were the one offering him jobs. Just after his graduation, letters from various companies arrived our home and ask him for interviews. It was so amazing as I experienced hardships in applying for a job. At a very young age, his company sent him to Japan to further hone his technical skills and broaden his knowledge. When he went to Japan, it was the first time to be away from him that long. Hearing his voice over the phone made me missed him so much. I remember during his college days, he was so sick that we need to send him to the hospital as we was so weak already. I was so scared as I thought we would loose him. Thank God that he didn't take him away yet.

I miss my brothers, but as we are becoming adults and fulfilling our own missions I have accepted the fact that we will definitely be away from each others. I love them both so dearly that it hurts me so much if we had even little arguments. If we have time to be together, we tried to go somewhere to bond and catch up with each others life. Maybe over coffee, drinks or a videoke session. We won't get tired talking about our dreams and plans for our family.

I love my brothers and they are one of my inspiration to work harder and to live life with happiness. I will continue to pray for your happiness and success. I love you both so much and I thank God for letting me have you as my brothers.