Friday, June 11, 2010

I Wish I Were There

Happy Birthday Bill.

This is my brother Bill, with his baby, Marissa.

I am the oldest sib, and yesterday we celebrated Hans' birthday... the youngest sib. Bill(y) was my first brother, my baby brother. I love seeing my funny, sweet, athletic, magician brother with his babies. I love his family, his taqueria, their pretty home. I love seeing his name appear on my caller id, and I love eating bean burritos, and apple pie in his honor.

I would say more, but the sentimentality gets me emotional, and I start to miss him more than I can bear, and then I wonder why we don't live there, near them.


Bill, I love you.


The Words Crafter said...

What an adorable picture...lots of personality! Happy Birthday! I understand-my brother is 11 1/2 years younger than me, has a new baby girl, and I love him like he was my own child. He makes me laugh so hard I get a headache afterward, but it's absolutely worth it!

Miriam said...

For me it's my sister, my wonderful and beloved baby sister who lives on the other side of the continent. She comes to visit me for a week every summer and it's the best week of the year. What a gift it is to love them, and how hard it is to miss them.