Brother

It's finally Friday and tomorrow is my little brother's birthday. He will be twenty-six. I can't believe it.

Sometimes it feels as though I am the only person who has been getting older, like a young woman trapped in a witches curse, causing me to age much quicker than everyone else. It's funny when you realise that your nearest and nearest are right behind you. It scares me though.

To think that he is now 26 and has such a lot of life experience is great. I really do like my brother, it doesn't feel as though I have to like him because we are related by blood, I like him because he's interesting and funny and wise - sure, he can still be a pain in the royal ass but hey, can't we all?

God bless you my dear brother