I am coming out of my blog hiatus, for one amazing reason. (I will try to write more later about my life these past couple of months) My little brother turns 21 years old today. This is such a special moment in our family, read below.
Dear little Big John,
When Mom and Dad first told me they were going to have another baby and it was a boy, I cried. I cried because I “thought” I wanted a sister, but it turns out you were exactly the special gift in life that I had always wanted. You see, I already had the best big brother a girl could ask for, (even if I didn’t realize this until I was older and more “wise”, but thus, Mom is always right.) When you came along, I was surrounded with love, and now had the best little brother a girl could ask for. Even though you were a huge pain in the ass, and still are sometimes, I wouldn’t trade any of the memories.

You used to torment me. The bite marks that existed on my back when I was younger are proof. Your energy was impeccable, but Mom learned how to house it so that my meltdowns were kept at a minimum. She used to make you run around the house as she timed you, and silly us, thought this was the best game ever. Little did we know, that this was her natural way of giving you a prescription relaxant.
You will never ever live down the time that dad told you we were going to have fish for dinner, and mom caught you with a chair slid up to our fish tank downstairs and saw that you had “fileted” our Beta Fish. You were as always just trying to help out the family.
Or how about the time you pushed a swimming pool up to the jungle gym, grabbed the rope, and swung over the pool, let go and slashed around. After each swim you would run up to the deck and exclaim "Mommy, Mommy, watch me!"

Over time, I always knew that you would turn into being a super athlete. Little did I know that it would be golf. You purchased your first golf set at the Elim Church Rummage sales, and from then on you would start driving golf balls from up by the house. (near the porch that has a lot of expensive windows, mind you..I can still count all of those grey hairs that you gave Mom) After you hit each ball you would pick up the bag, and walk down to the end of our lot. Since then, you have turned into one of the best golfers that I know. I know this is a little biased, and a relative term, but considering everything that you hear about pro-golfers today, you never cease to amaze me. Even though you know how to play golf better than anyone that we know, you are always available to help others when they ask for it. This is why I choose to golf with you when I golf once a year. Because, you make it fun. You remember that this is just a game, and you try to play the best that you can.
Now, the time has come where Mom and Dad are feeling really old. You are officially 21 years old today. I know you have been waiting for this for awhile. You have been the "last" to do everything, out of all of us siblings, but don't worry this only makes you the wiser one. And at some point in your life, you being the baby is going to be a good thing.
You never cease to amaze me. You have so much kindness in your heart and you hold our family together. You are sensitive, caring, compassionate, and always want to help people. But you live life based off of what makes you the most passionate and makes you happy, and this rubs off on everyone around you.
To one of my best friends, I love you. You have been the best little brother a girl could ask for. I cannot wait to go to the VIP movie theater now with you and be able to order a drink, or have you come down to La Crosse for Oktoberfest, or just be able to do everything with you. You no longer "have" to be DD, and always take care of others.
I cannot wait to celebrate your birthday with you tonight and this weekend. Happy Birthday, John!