Thursday, March 3, 2011

It has recently occurred to me how much my brother and I's relationship has been changing. Carter and I used to never get a long. Ever. I mean it had gotten better before I moved out but I mean we fought a lot. He always would annoy me. The only reason he annoyed me was because I would basically parent him all the time. I had to. He was my little brother and if I thought he was doing something wrong I'd fucking tell him to stop. I'd always tell him when he was being a little fuckhead and would call him out on every thing. And I always knew he looked up to me but I always kinda shunned him. He always wanted to impress me and I was basically a dick. I mean it was like never ending. Always wanting to show me shit and I just for some reason wouldn't care. Maybe it was just a little brother thing I don't really know.

Carter is coming to visit on the 19th. I'm actually really looking forward to this visit and I know he is a lot too. My mom sent me a text telling me Carter made the JV baseball team so naturally I decided to text him and congratulate him. We texted a little and I asked him how school was and he responded, "The gayest thing ever," (Typical Carter comment) " I would rather walk to Vegas and see my siblings then go for another couple weeks at school." I never really realized how much he loved to be around my sister and I. Apparently I just chose to ignore it for a long time. I think the fact that I moved away and the fact that he is also growing up has started to change our relationship. We're getting along for once. My mom also informed me that she smoked a black and mild with him and he seems a bit curious about drinking so when comes to town Paige and I are gonna take care of that. Safely of course. I really am looking forward to kicking it with him while he's here. Actually sitting down with him talking and really getting to know him. I regret to say it but out of all 18 years I lived in the same house with him, I never did. Nor did I make an effort to. Thats all going to change.

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