The first thing that comes to mind this night; my brothers birthday.
I would like to wish my baby brother, who is no longer a baby anymore, a happy 18th birthday. I know we get in arguments about certain things, in all honesty I'm working on my misjudgment and misperceived faults. Let time grow in length a little longer and things will start to change for the better. Eventually residing a permanent home back to a state of normality.
Something happened to me today, I can't explain what. Perhaps it was the more than usual bright glow the sun let out, the strong wind that blew the crisp leaves along the cement as if they were walking with me, the red glow the dying Sun projected through the leaves and between and above the trees. The kind of lasting image that when you stare at it and close your eyes the picture is still visible, dark clouds that blackened the night sky, and the conclusion to the day by a thunderstorm that came from nowhere. To me this day has described, in my eyes, the relationship with my brother.
It really made me wake up to see that if I don't make a couple changes in my life I could ruin our relationship forever. You see, the bright glow that lit the day was us growing up together. The wind that started to pick up was problems we faced/disagreements we shared but we still walked together. It was trying to tell me we are brothers and we should support each other in the good times and the bad, and no matter what, always walk with him. The red glow of the dying Sun was the falling out of a brothers love and respect. If I close my eyes, I can still see the image that the sun that once shone so brightly in the day projected. It is trying to tell me if I wanted to I still have the image that once existed to swallow up nonsense and recreate it. Then the clouds blackened the sky. The clouds of a change. The clouds of promise. The clouds of a birth in the distance. With the storm that came, was purification. The chance to cleanse myself.
So with my final words, my conclusion, my gift to you on your actual day of birth, I will cleanse myself. I will set things right. I will make the Sun shine as it was.

2 Comments:
this sounds so lame, but this blog is beautiful.
like, i think that way. if only i could actually verbalize it.
very descriptive. i loved that.
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