Brother Chris

I have one brother and his name is Chris, growing up I don’t think he liked me much due to the fact that I was the bratty little sister who would follow him every where he would go. At times he would have to take me by the hand walk me back home and ask our mom to keep me away from him and his friends. As the years went by my brother and I become more like best friends. When I was playing sports in high school he was always pushing me to do harder off season training to become that much better in the season to come. My brother was always the one who came to my mount soccer games in college; I could always here his voice pushing me on. On June 10, 2004 my brother had to take on a much bigger role of not just a brother but now a “father figure” to my sister and I. My brother takes a lot of things pretty hard, so when the death of my father happened he wasn’t much of a talker but knew what he now had to do as a role of a father to us. My brother is always trying to become a great role mole for me and making sure I do what our father intend me to become and achieve. Chris is now a father of his own little girl (Lauren) and I can see how he wants to stay around as long as he can to see her grow up and become successful in life. I hear him everyday telling her how much he loves her and would do anything for her. My brother also had to take the role of walking my sister down to give her away at her wedding this past January. My brother is now trying to become a firefighter for Colerain Township, I am very happy for him because he is doing something he loves and helping others. But at the same time I don’t know what I would do without him if something where to happen when he was trying to put out a fire. He is everything to me and does everything for me.