My brother will turn 15 years old by the end of this month. I can’t believe that he’s a teenager now. He has grown up. I do love him to bits. He is my most favorite guy. We used to be very close; we used to be very open to each other. We used to talk for hours before we went for bed. We used to talk about silly things and laugh about stuff that seemed to matter. Or even not.

But unfortunately, things have changed, even before I realized it. I have to accept the fact that he needs to have some space. He needs to have some privacy. I do sometimes feel offended when he prefers to spend his time with his friends rather than me; but I guess, that’s how teens do nowadays. It’s not so cool to spend some times with family, is it?

One thing for sure is that I need to stop treating him as a little baby. Although, yes, for me, he’s always gonna be my little boy

Have a great and wonderful birthday, my precious guy! Keep looking up, reach for endless dreams, and make us proud! You still have a very long journey awaiting you and I want you to cherish and grasp every moment of it. There are no rewinds in our life’s episodes. They will keep on playing whether or not you like it. But you can always change and edit them before they are played. You are capable of doing it because we all have a faith in you. I am gonna be here when you need me. I am going to support you from behind. I am going to reach you when you are in the edge of the cliff. And I just want you to know that we’ll never stop loving you.

Hope you’ll be a good man like I always want you to be. Love and miss you!

* I have written many things about him in my primary blog: here and here.