My baby brother - my best friend in the whole world - is sixteen today. Our relationship is slightly different than a lot of siblings I know because I, rather than our parents, took the main role in “raising” him (whatever that means). I’m feeling a lot of things today. Mostly proud of him because he’s such a smart, confident, level-headed kid who knows how to be kind to everyone around him and is remarkably patient with all of the awful people in our family. I’m also nervous because sixteen sucks and it only just gets worse for a while. But Cage is my brother and I’ve taught him well and I know he’ll meet whatever comes to him head-on and still be able to laugh at it.
Okay, sappy, sappy. Happy birthday, little brother! I hope it’s wonderful!
