I have a brother, and he is 6,5 years younger than me.
Although he is younger, but he is my walking wikipedia. He has interests that sometimes I don’t get, has talents that I can only dream of (his drawings are awesome and I have to admit that he sings better!), and I am truly proud of what he has accomplished in such young age. But deep down inside, I still feel like he’s a baby!
So, my brother is a comic artist. He draws for a living and sometimes does graphic design too.. especially when I asked him to :p (my blog’s logo is his creation!). And just last week he started to work in a game developer company. Me and mum are so happy for him, especially that it took him awhile to finally got this dream job.
But his office is sooooooo far from our house. Because of this, he has to leave the house at 5 every morning and only reach home at around 9 every day. To my own surprise, last week I found myself being overly protective and possessive to him! Hahahahahaha. I found myself sending him Line messages to check on him every hour after 5PM to check his whereabouts. I thought he could reach home by 7ish when he said his office finished at 5.. so I got a little bit panic when he’s not home by 7.30 hahahahaha.
I mean come on, he is my brother not my son and he’s 22!! clearly not a baby anymore. I then stopped to worry that much and just let him enjoy his new phase in life – a working adult. I’m going to keep reminding myself that he is not a baby anymore and I’m going to support him in whatever he does 🙂
Do you have siblings? care to share your story?