My Brother
I miss my brother and have been thinking about him a lot. Realizing that I won't be seeing him again this side of Heaven has made me appreciate him much more than I let him know, I'm sorry to say.
I have so many stories of my brother Chuck. One of my favorites is when we were still very young. Chuck was 3+ years younger than me. Growing up in our family there were a lot of kids, mostly girls. There wasn't a lot of money to buy all of us clothes and we wore a lot of hand me downs.
I am #5 girl. was quite a tomboy and when I was about 7 or 8 years old I really wanted some boys jeans. Girls wore girls clothes, so our Mom kept saying No! Well... after I kept pestering her, she finally relented and said that she supposed she could pass them down to Chucky (his little boy name), and she bought me 2 pairs of boys jeans. I was so happy and was glad that I had a little brother. ⁉️