Today I have to talk about my oldest brother, Charles. I would have to say that he is the sibling that was my cheerleader when I was growing up and coming into young adulthood. The other siblings encouraged as well; he was just exceptionally encouraging and believed that I would excel and brag on me. I have to say that he was also the one that influenced me living in Florissant when I first left home. I was looking at a place in Black Jack and he gave me his big brotherly advice. Obviously, he had great influence because almost 16 years later I am still here. J
Angelo, my second oldest brother, left home for college when I was in grade school. I sure did love hearing the sound of him playing that saxophone. Besides my brother Antonio, he was the other brother that did some drawing but he was mostly into the horn playing and still is today (along with being a pastor). I think seeing the two of them draw, contributed to me picking up the pencil to draw though I was primarily writing. You know…come to think of it, my brother William did a “little bit” of drawing too but he loved redefining wood and still does today. All these creative genes…and I traded it for computers—how/why??? I digress. Anyway, I am grateful that though my brother left home when I was little he fell into a life that has kept him close to God. Many youth go off to college and you cannot say that they retain a “sound” mind. While writing this—my mind goes back to some years ago when he was having a serious problem with his vision. I thank God for sustaining his vision. God is indeed merciful.
How grateful are you for loved ones in your life?
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