I woke up this Saturday to a beautiful sunny day! First thing I did after having a hot cup of coffee was go on my walk. I have this route I walk and I love it because it's perfectly measured, a mixture of hills and exactly sixty minutes to complete. I had an embarrassing moment though when I was rocking out to Kelly Clarkson's "Stronger" and practically strutting down the very hill I took a picture of below, when I slipped on ice I assumed was melted. I fell quite hard and of course my ungraceful encounter with cement was witnessed by several passing cars. I suppose, as the song goes, "what doesn't kill you makes you stronger."
I had some bonding time with my little brother Micah today, who isn't so little might I add. Only a year ago he was 110 pounds and shorter than me and now he's a bit taller than my height and is at least 140 pounds of pure muscle. Crazy how teenagers grow up so quickly! He's been so sweet to me lately too. This morning after breakfast, we were dancing and he was dipping me and even doing lifts, tossing me across the room. He swept me off my feet and carried me around the house. We were laughing and teasing each other and he gave me a piggy back ride too. It wasn't so long ago I was the one giving him piggy back rides, considering I'm eight years older than him!
He surprised me near the end of my walk when he came up behind me to surprise me. Turns out he had been looking for me and had been walking nearly as long as I had. He looked in all the wrong places for me, the woods, a nearby neighborhood, etc. I asked him why he was looking for me and he said he just wanted to walk with me. My mom later said it was because he worries about me. I know he does...before I left for inpatient he stayed up late with me because he was afraid I was going to die.
After our glorious and slightly klutzy morning walk, Micah wanted to go with me to World Market, which is this large store full of different items from all over the world. It's not exactly a place I'd think a fourteen year old boy would want to go shop at, but I'm not complaining. We got a mixture of things- key lime cream soda for mom, cola for him, cute earrings, etc. I was tempted to buy some of the candy I used to eat when I lived in Europe and binge/purge on it. I had it all in my basket ready to check out when I "used my wise mind" and put it back. POW POW ED.
I took Micah through Taco Bell and yet again, managed to not give in to the urge to binge/purge. We then went to my old Starbucks and he studied his english homework while I read a book.
I had a great time talking to my brother in a more adult-relational way. He's been so sweet to me. I feel kind of guilty about this, but I like how he worries about me. It means he loves me. I've always wanted that brotherly love, that offers protection and safety. I never thought my little brother would grow up and because my big brother. Whatever happened though, I like this :)