My brother and I are 18 months apart. We have always been very close growing up. He would let my paint his nails or dress him up in my play dresses, and I would play with cars with him or play soldiers outside. Our friend group tended to be the same group of people, which made us even closer.
Of course, we had the occasional fight every now and then.
I remember one specific time when we were outside playing on the trampoline and we also had a sprinkler going. It was an iron sprinkler in the shape of a flower that we had set up under the trampoline so the water would spray out on top. It was a nice set up because we were able to jump on the trampoline through the sprinkler, then go under the trampoline and move our cars around through the mud.
Anyway, for some reason or another, I made my brother mad and he decided to take the sprinkler and throw it at me. The yellow flower just barely grazed my forehead, not enough to do major damage, but enough to make me bleed. At the same time that the sprinkler left my brother’s hands, my mom opened the front door and saw the whole thing. He ended up getting in loads of trouble and the sprinkler was never to be seen again.
Having a younger brother was awful at times. Boys smell bad; they make the worst jokes and are brutally honest, especially when you don’t want to hear it. Having a younger brother was one of the best gifts that my parents could have given me. Being that we are so close in age, it was easy for us to become close as siblings. We really did do everything together.
My freshman year of college was his senior year of high school and I missed him more than I would like to admit. It made me immensely happy when he told me that he had decided to pursue his degree at Louisiana Tech. Him moving here to Ruston only strengthened our bond. We were hanging out every weekend and eventually my friends became his friends again.
My brother is graduating from Louisiana Tech University with a Bachelor’s of Science in Family and Child Studies. I have seen the looks people have given him when he has told them what he is studying and it breaks my heart. A degree in his field is not worth much in Louisiana, but outside of our state, he will have endless amounts of opportunities. He wants to go to law school with the hopes of becoming a lobbyist one day. He cares about women and children and honestly wants to make a difference in this world.
I am so proud of the man he has become. I am so proud to be able to call him my younger brother, even if everyone thinks that he is older than I am.
So, congratulations Trey. You have been my best friend for your whole life and words cannot describe how incredibly proud I am to be your sister. I can’t wait to see what the future holds for you. We will ever loyal be.
This originally appeared in The Ruston Daily Leader