Brother Sister Love

17 August 2012

I have a little brother, who actually isn't so little. For years, people are always shocked to find that my brother is a year and a half younger than me. He looks so much older than he is, and acts a lot more mature compared to people his age when he's out in public, but when he's home he's my little brother, and he can be a bit immature. But that's to be expected. I entered high school four years ago, and people knew me, but they knew me as "Brad Marvin's Sister", not Dana. Two years before the kid even came to high school, he was known.

My brother and I have a really great relationship, even though it may not seem like it all of the time to other people looking in on the relationship. We've been through so much together, and I'm sure we'll have to go through so much more. Obviously we fight like every other group of siblings has in the history of the world, and I think sometimes that's what everyone around us sees. But there's a really strong, really good relationship between us that I honestly wouldn't trade for the world. There are TV shows that we watch weekly, and we talk about them and debate over what's gonna happen. It's to the point where if one of us watches the TV show without the other because they were out, or sleeping, or whatever the case may be, the other gets so pissed off and we probably spend a good hour having stupid, hilarious fights with each other. We've watched movies and TV shows together that are so girls (AKA we watched A Walk to Remember and AMTM), and he loves it. But don't even get me started on food. I swear, every time I eat my brothers Reeses Puff Cereal, he gets so pissed off at me and it's HILARIOUS, because he's sorta upset about it, but I know he's kidding.

I honestly believe that I am my brothers biggest fan. When I miss a wrestling meet, it honestly upsets me because I may have missed something important in his wrestling career. I've learned the sport so there's one more thing for us to talk about, since he's completely and utterly obsessed with the sport. He's so incredibly good at it, that I don't mind the constant talk about it. I'm always there to support him with wrestling; going to all his meets, tournaments, divisionals, sectionals, and hopefully this year, states. I participate in any fundraiser the wrestling team is a part of, and I always help with the tournament that RCK has every year. I already have plans on how to celebrate when he gets his 100th career win this year, and I'll be there rooting him on when he's dominating the competition, hopefully winning a section title. He's so incredible at what he does. I mean, as a freshman in high school, he took second in divisionals and took sixth at sectionals. As a Sophomore, he was a varsity team captain, took first place at divisionals, and took third at sectionals, only because he was pinned for the first time in his varsity career by a senior who's not just a 3 time state champ, but a national champ, and is wrestling for Cornell.

My brother has always been there for me just as much as I've been there for him, even if it doesn't seem like it to you. Since we were kids, he's always been around to stick up for me. He's been in two fights just sticking up for me, one got him kicked out of summer camp and the other he fought a kid almost twice his size...and won, both. But not only that, but he's there to talk sometimes, even if sometimes he's only just listening or not even listening at all. But he's always there for me if I need to vent. He can tell when I'm upset a lot, especially when something happens with mom. He understands a lot of what I'm going through, and I love him for being around.