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My friend Savannah's post really made me think about how much I love my brother. So this entry is dedicated to Ben. I have an older brother (22) who has impacted my life so strongly, and I never realized it really until we had to write an essay in spanish about who has had the most influence on our lives. And I chose my brother without hesitation. He is going to medical school this year (august) and I don't know what I'm going to do...he went to UCLA for undergrad so I got to see him alot. when he went to spain for four months last year to study abroad, I cried SOO much because he wasn't here, and the only time I've ever had tears of joy was when he came home. and he has always been there for me, protected me, cared for me...
Two nights ago, late at night, I was feeling crappy because I hadn't gone to the gym for awhile. So I asked my brother how to make my arms toned. (lol) so he sat with me for one hour, even though he had been doing his own things, and helped me with weights. He literally stood over me as he taught me the exercises and as I did them. It meant so much to me that he cared that much.
One of my favorite memories: Ok, I have to bite my lip not to cry for this one. I must have been...7 or so. I bought my brother some trading cards (I worshipped him insanely when I was younger, and kind of still do). I was really excited because I thought he would be ecstatic. Somehow (I don't remember) we got into a huge fight, and I was devastated because I thought he didn't appreciate me getting the cards for him. So I went to bed, pulling the covers over my head and crying. A couple minutes later, I felt someone tap me. I pulled back the covers and saw Ben sitting on the floor by my head. He showed me the trading cards, which ones were his favorite, and he told me he loved them. We hugged for a long time, until I stopped crying. I remember feeling happier than ever.
ahhhhh! Brothers are something else. I love you Ben.
<3 Jackie
Two nights ago, late at night, I was feeling crappy because I hadn't gone to the gym for awhile. So I asked my brother how to make my arms toned. (lol) so he sat with me for one hour, even though he had been doing his own things, and helped me with weights. He literally stood over me as he taught me the exercises and as I did them. It meant so much to me that he cared that much.
One of my favorite memories: Ok, I have to bite my lip not to cry for this one. I must have been...7 or so. I bought my brother some trading cards (I worshipped him insanely when I was younger, and kind of still do). I was really excited because I thought he would be ecstatic. Somehow (I don't remember) we got into a huge fight, and I was devastated because I thought he didn't appreciate me getting the cards for him. So I went to bed, pulling the covers over my head and crying. A couple minutes later, I felt someone tap me. I pulled back the covers and saw Ben sitting on the floor by my head. He showed me the trading cards, which ones were his favorite, and he told me he loved them. We hugged for a long time, until I stopped crying. I remember feeling happier than ever.
ahhhhh! Brothers are something else. I love you Ben.
<3 Jackie