today, on the ides of march...

...thirty one years ago,

the best big brother was born.

he taught me how to ride a bike, 

gave me hands that easily flex and bend from countless minutes of 

silent but strong hand squishing during prayers, 

helped me understand the value of questioning everyone and everything 

(including said prayers), 

and put with endless amounts of crap and screams 

all in the name of getting him in trouble.

happy birthday, colin!  

i love and miss you 

and am very proud to be your little sister, 

always.