You will all have to bear with me for one post, while I gush over my brother. Today, my bubbers turns 25. I remember vividly when my parents brought him home to me and I told them it was cute that they thought that baby was theirs...He belonged to me from that point on, and I took the best care of him that I could.
You see, my parents brought home this blue eyed blonde haired baby, that I was smitten with from the first time I laid eyes on him. Of course, I was secretly pissed when I found out I was going to have a sibling. As the first born grandchild, I had been the star of my big fat Italian family for nearly 5 years at this point and I was not going to let some BOY steal the stage from me. Well, I met him and we decided right away that we could be sidekicks. And for the last 25 years, that is exactly what we have been.
Of course I had to beat the tar out of him sometimes, but that was just so he knew his place. My mom always told me to be nice to him because one day he would be bigger than me. That happened a lot quicker than any of us wanted it to. I remember him being such a fearless, strong willed child who would climb the tallest trees, tumble down the stairs head first, and love being dirty and STINKY. (Dude, seriously, you got to get that stink thing under control, it's bothersome.)
Ant, you have always been the one person in the world who can make me laugh uncontrollably, and who can make the rest of the world disappear when we are together.
(Clearly, this picture was taken before I learned about the benefits of eyebrow grooming, and when your hair cut resembled a butt.):
Even though you have been in China for two years, it doesn't make me miss you any less. It actually makes me miss you more. The one thing that I have come to realize since you have been gone is that I had always walked through life, thinking that you needed me to be there to always protect you and take care of you and help steer you in the right direction...I was 100% completely wrong. Ant, you didn't need me, I needed you for all those reasons. I always have and always will. We all do...Mom, Dad, Marisa, and the rest of our family.
We need your light heartedness, your intelligence, your sense of humor, your acrobatics, and your flat out ridiculousness.
Anthony, I am so proud of you. I am proud that you are pursuing your dreams and personal goals in China on your own accord.
You are the best brother two girls could ever ask for. You are wonderful son, grandson, cousin, pie eater, and most of all, my best friend.
Take it easy ladies!
Happy Birthday Ant'ny. I love you very much! Brothers are the best!
"Who's Anthony? Who's Anthony? My brother!"