bro.

Here I am, it's been a little while since I've uploaded a post. I apologize. I've been continuing to do good in school and what not. It's just been plain hectic around the White house. Anyways back to my purpose of this post.

Today this post is dedicated to my one and only brother. Today July 29, 1992 I was in the waiting room waiting for my little brother to show up. I was so excited I couldn't contain myself. Well after a terrible delivery my mom finally gave me my little brother. I had the "I'm a BIG sister" cliche shirt on, of course. :)

There are many times in our life that we fought. Argued till the sun went down, hit each other. Kicked on another, basically the typical brother and sister situation. As I look back in life, I felt so sorry for him. I would miss school all the time and so he thought well if sister misses school why can't I? So it was such a hassle for my parents and grandparents to get him to school. One reason it was so hard was because he was the size of an adult. But man I loved him.

Now here we are, on his birthday going to celebrate tonight. If you know my brother at all, he doesn't want any attention, he doesn't want anyone to even acknowledge that it's his birthday and I still to this day can't quite figure it out. He would rather sit at home play on his computer than even go to dinner. However what he doesn't know is that tonight the whole family is going out to eat including a few of my friends which he really loves. I'm very very nervous about this. I really hope he just has a good time. That's all I want from him.

He is such an amazing man, he will make one girl very happy one day. He's the most caring, sweetest, hard headed, argumentative, loving person and he will do anything for anybody. He is such a strong man, for many years (probably at least 5) he took care of me while mom worked. I don't know what I would've done without him. He always catered to my every want and need. He would make sure I ate, took my medicine, and he would sleep with me so I wouldn't feel like I was alone. He stayed up most all of the nights just to watch me while mom would sleep. Then they would trade off. He would have to pick me up to take me to the bathroom because I couldn't breathe, let alone walk 2 steps. He would push me in my wheelchair, make sure my oxygen was on and all that.

Even though sometimes I want to slap him, or yell at him I know that we will soon get over it and life will move on. So with all that being said I am so extremely grateful for the man he has become. Not many siblings that age would've put their life on hold literally just to take care of their sister. Oh how I love that red headed dude. Anyways I just wanted to give y'all an idea of how he's such an amazing man.
Today is your day Trevor, I love you with all of my heart. You will NEVER know how much you mean to me by helping me fight for my life and making sure I never ever gave up. It was priceless memories that I wouldn't trade for the world.

iloveyou.

Happy Birthday Trevor Joseph!

Love you always,
Court