Growing up with a 9 and 6 year age difference between my two brothers definitely had it's advantages and disadvantages. One of the hardest moments I had to face was losing my brother to college when I was in the second grade. I remember my family and I dropping him off and my dad consoling my mom and I as we were balling our eyes out leaving Newberg. I not only lost my brother that day to a new adventure in his life but I also lost my best friend and protector for those next 5 years. Yes he would come home on the weekends and the holidays, but it still wasn't the same. I missed going downstairs to his "lair" and jumping on his bed while he was barely waking up. Man I miss those days...
I have always been so proud of my brother's accomplishments. In high school, for all his baseball awards, graduating from both high school and college, finishing his master's degree, and even claiming the title of a National Champion in 2004 with George Fox University's baseball team. I tell everyone I know how awesome my big brother is.
Five years ago, my brother took on a new role for the family; a caretaker for my dad. When we found out my dad had brain cancer, we never wanted to have a stranger take care of him, so my brother, dropped everything, his job, his goal of becoming a teacher, and even his friendships were put on hold for the time being. He dedicated his life to my dad and I can never thank him enough for all of the sacrifices he made for our family. There are things that Stephen saw and heard from my dad that I will never know of or understand. And God bless him for that and the patience he had through it all. That poor kid witnessed hell on earth and never once did he complain, because he knew my dad would do it in a heart beat and my dad was his best friend. That's just what friends do for each other. They love and sacrifice because they care.
Since my father's death, my brother has taken on yet another role, a father, husband, and best friend to us all. I always know that he is only a phone call away. He is the most compassionate, caring, loving, and giving person I have ever met. He always gives and never wants anything in return. Thank you Stephen for always loving me, sending me encouraging texts when you know I've having a hard day, making me laugh with your poop stories, doing our secret hand shake in public even if it might embarrass you, calling me up at school to see how I'm doing, telling me I'm beautiful no matter what, letting me know how proud daddy would be of me and how far I've come, making me feel strong when I know I'm not. Stephen, I also want to thank you for picking the best person for you and for our family. Krystal is such a blessing not only to your life but also to ours. She is the sweetest and most caring person and you two are perfect for each other. I finally have the sister I have always wanted. I love you with all my heart Stephen, and thank you again for being my second mom, a caretaker when dad was sick, and the best father (to me), husband, and best friend anyone could ever ask for. Love you Peeps.
