For the last 6 years I have cared for my 2 younger brothers. They were 12 and 14 when they moved in with me, the decision was a tough one, as we lived in a small house at the time. We wanted to make it work and took the leap of asking them to move in with us. We rearranged and made space for these 2 growing boys. We lived in this small house for 2 years until we were able to buy a bigger home. It was a 4 bedroom with plenty of room for all of us, but now this home is too big. My brothers have left the nest.
My brother eldest brother moved out 2 years ago and I cried. Now my youngest brother is moving out and I really cried. I cried because I will miss him, but I also cried because this phase of my life is over. I have learned so much from these little guys and they really did enrich my life these last 6 years. They were very helpful to have around the house, lending a helping hand with the chores and lightening the load for Paul and I.
I loved hanging out with them, it was a nice break from spending all my time with toddlers. We played board games together, something I will now have to wait for my children to grow old enough for. They kept me feeling young, I got to be a part of their teenage world by going to their Arts Fest and seeing plays they were in. I got to experience immense pride often. When N Dog played his drums on stage at Arts Fest or at our local Canada day festivities, or when D Dog got his first goal in hockey. These moments made my heart swell so much I thought it would burst.
When I think about them moving on it is a bittersweet feeling, I am happy that they are moving on with their adult lives but I am also sad that they aren’t here everyday with us. I hope that they will make good lives for themselves but it scares me that I am not there to guide them. I guess things just change huh? I am learning this, learning to let go of the past and embrace the present. I know that my brothers will forever be a part of my life, they will look to me for advice and guidance and I will be there for them to give it. I am a mother figure to them and that makes me happy. I feel so blessed to have been able to give them a different life from the one they would have had.
I want to thank them for helping out, for babysitting so that Paul and I could have time out together, for letting me experience youth through them, for giving me something to feel proud of myself for and for preparing me for the time when my own children reach their teens. I realize what amazing young boys they are. They are smart, kind, funny and humble.
Big Baby Brother
Little Baby Brother
-Thank you boys-
::Thank you for filling my heart with more love then I thought I would ever have::