Things That My Brother Taught Me
1. To be patient; he didn't ever show me how to be patient as a little girl, but I had to be patient with him; whether it be being patient for him to finish a tantrum, or being patient with him in his slow learning abilities
2. To be caring when people (other than immediate family) are watching; nothing stopped him from opening the door for people to helping my grandma with anything and everything; keep in mind though, this didn't happen at the house
3. To count my blessings every day; how can someone go through six car accidents and total four cars and still be alive; how can someone fall asleep in a car, drive up a hill, flip over in a car several times, and happen to get out while it was being caught on fire; although sometimes I look over my blessings, in moments like these, I am certain that he has a purpose on this earth
Things That My Brother Has Not Taught Me
1. To be kind to our parents at all times; it would usually end with a slam of the door or "fuck you," but only sometimes it ended with an "I Love You" or a hug goodbye
2. School work dedication; yes, the learning disability didn't give him an advantage over others, but neither did his drive. You could not know anything about something but have the dedication and want to know more--he didn't teach me that
3. How to make my bed; a simple yet challenging chore for a toddler or even a grown adult. his morning consisted of wide open eyes staring at the video games, and mine of making sure my room was straightened up before school. my lunch was made while he still hadn't gotten out of bed.
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