I glanced down at my phone at work to check out my latest text message.
Instantly my face lit up. My younger brother Ty was hitting me up! Ty doesn’t reach out to me often (it’s usually me hitting him up! lol), only when he’s missing me bunches or has some juice to share…either way, I was eager to see what was on his mind.
U coming to the reunion
He paused for a moment before continuing.
I miss you.
Upon reading those words I nearly lost myself in a fit of tears. While I know Ty loves and misses me immensely (we’ve never been apart like we are now and we’re adjusting lol), he never says it unless prompted. With the threat of workplace embarrassment looming over my shoulder at the appearance of tears, I somehow managed to suck it up and move past it.
Aww I miss you too baby bro. Are you gonna come visit me?
I’m working on it.
Since that conversation I’ve been pondering Ty’s and mine’s relationship. We’ve always been pretty close
except for that awkward period of adolescence and now that we’ve finally gained equal footing in adulthood, we’ve settled into a comfortable rhythm that will most likely carry us for the rest of our lives.
It was during my reflection of our relationship that I realized Ty is my nearest, and dearest, of all my closest friends. Ty is my first best friend; he held me down before I ever knew what those words even meant. While I may not share quite EVERYTHING with him, I understand that within him lies unconditional love for his big sister. As for me, Ty understands that I am always here for him and will do what I can to help him succeed in whatever he chooses.
I recognize for many of us who have siblings in this capacity, we are incredibly blessed. For many of us, our siblings are indeed our ride or die partners in life, our very best friends.