For my birthday, my brother wanted to write a guest post for me.
I give you.... a dose of E, my brother:
Hello all! Just a quick note to the T fan club. After knowing my sister for.... eh.... all my life, I've come to know this: It's cool to have a hip and groovy chick to help raise you from birth. When I was born she was just a 10 year old hippie. Although it did cost me my eye brows whenever I didn't answer fast enough on the questions of... who are all the Monkees, Beatles, Duran Duran, and what did they play? As I lay helpless beneath her straddle while she was armed with tweezers waiting to pluck. Thankfully the hairs grew back when I was 4. But I did learn that sometimes you just have to lose a few hairs in life to gain knowledge. Was it all part of her master plan? Hmmmm... I say with an inquisitive eye brow. (which is still grown in and just trimmed from my barber) My nervous twitch has since then vanished. I'm now comfortable with people getting close to my face again.
She... has been a light in my life, no doubt. Growing up, I would listen to her sing in bands and was totally carried by her voice. I was her biggest fan. STILL AM! She has since blossomed into a beautiful mother of two. Which just happen to be my nieces by the way. I love them to death and have the joy of playing Uncle Wee Wee with all my nieces and nephew. I can definitely appreciate the blessings the Lord has bestowed upon me.
I grew up with a great all-American family that turned right around and produced ANOTHER odd little bunch. And my sister T is one. She is just a single digit in this gaggle of people I have in my family. But if you were to stack us all in a room with the light off, it would still be lit because T would be there. I love you T! HAPPY BIRTHDAY Always! Your baby bro!
And this has been....
Your dose of E!