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When a FB post makes you think!

Hello, again my wonderful friends,

Have you ever been scrolling through FB and come across a post that makes you think? It drags up old memories and it makes you smile remembering the good times you once had. Today that happened to me. I follow many celebrities on FB and today one of them got me thinking.
First of all, I'd like to wish the singer/actor Meatloaf a speedy recovery. On May 4th while in Dallas, he fell and fractured his collarbone and his sternum. I can only imagine the severe pain he's been in. My family and I have been fans of his for what seems like forever. Seeing his name really got me thinking. Not about pain or injury, but about a family member who may be one of his biggest fans. My younger brother.
I don't get to see Robert or Bobby as I call him, very often anymore. Although we live in the same state we are a little over 5 hours drive from each other. It hasn't been easy. To understand why I'll have to explain our past. Back in early 1990, my mom informed my older brother and me that she was having another baby. I was so excited. I thought I was finally going to have a little sister who could be my best friend. I was wrong, but only about one thing. I ended up having an amazing baby brother, but he would still become the most important person in my life. I remember talking to my mom's belly hoping he could hear my voice, setting things on her stomach and giggling as he kicked them off from inside. I was 8 years old by the time he was born and threw the biggest fit when I was told I couldn't go with and watch him be born. I wanted to be involved in everything that had to do with him. I even changed dirty diapers, although I didn't like that part.
My mom had to work so I helped take care of him. When I got a little older I would babysit him, we'd play video games together, play pretend and watch his favorite shows. I won't embarrass him by saying which shows but I'll hint to one because Ringo Starr was great. As we both got older he was like my little shadow. When we first moved to Missouri everyone thought he was my son and I was a young mother because he called me mom from time to time. I think he liked to see the looks on peoples faces when he called me that. Although at times it annoyed me always having him around, I loved how close we were.
One of my favorite memories was when I was helping with set construction for a play. My mom had to work so he had to go with me. My wonderful friends Aaron, Keith, and Michael taught him many bad things that were also very funny. One of them included handing someone a screw and telling them you just screwed them. The best one got me grounded for a week. Thanks again, guys. He told my mom what he learned from my friends by walking up to her and saying, "I'm a lesbian. I like girls." My mom was not happy at all. I, on the other hand, couldn't stop laughing.
I also remember when he was in middle school and in the choir. His class was going to Worlds of Fun to sing and have fun. They were short a chaperone and he asked me to go. I was still very young but out of high school. I didn't think it would be so bad. They're not little kids. I was so wrong. Not only could they never agree on the same ride making me have to be the bad guy, but my brother hated 90% of the rides. I parked him on one ride for a while and took the others to ride rollercoasters. Trying to get a group of middle school kids to watch their language on rides like The Mamba was not easy. Going up the big hill they dropping the f-bomb like crazy. As we went down that first hill I yelled out, "I have to peeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" My plan worked. We then met back up with my brother who had fun but was happy to see me. I decided he's picking the rides and if someone wanted to go on a ride I'd wait with him so he wasn't alone. We had a great time.
Later when he got to high school I never missed a concert or play he was in. Except for a couple when I was forced to work or out of town. From the start of his singing in high school to current times you can hear him down in his room singing away while playing his video games. He was in the musical Rocky Horror Picture Show more than once and each time he played Meatloaf's character. He has an amazing voice unlike our mom and older brother. He's definitely not tone deaf like I am. He taught himself to play the piano/keyboard and guitar. He can sing and is related to Johann Sebastian Bach. I'm proud of him on a daily basis, and I wouldn't trade him for anything. He works hard, owns his own home, and helps take care of our mother.
Bobby, if you ever read this, just remember that you are more amazing than you'll ever realize. You're more loved than you'll ever know. Thank you for always being true to yourself.

P.S. I lost the game. (He'll understand what I mean)

Admin 22 Aug 2019 / 20:03PM

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