Now both Tyler and, fittingly, Borders are gone. What a bittersweet day. I selfishly want my brother back here, if only for a bit. I need his understanding, his non-judgmental but honest opinion. I need his hugs. I need the look in his eyes that told me he believed in me and loved me.
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Today would have been my brother Tyler's 20th birthday. I miss him. I wish we could go to Borders Bookstore and split a cheese filled asiago pretzel. He'd get his root beer and I'd get my irish cream nonfat latte with whip cream. He'd read his huge computer animation programming books and I'd flip through books in my stack containing a plethora of genres, from fantasy to biographical. We'd chat in between about whatever came to mind and exchange sarcastic, witty humor whenever we could squeeze it into the conversation.