Almost like my baby
Filed Under: General Fix @ August 12, 2010 | Comments Off
Sometimes, I feel this overwhelming need to hug my brother tightly. He grew up beside me. I took care of him when my mom was not well enough to do so. He grew up in my arms, humming him to sleep, feeding him baby foods, bathing him and making sure that everything’s fine with him. It felt like he’s my own son already except that he did not come from my sinapupunan. When he’s sick or looks lonely, worried or weak, I feel this overwhelming need to hug him and protect him from a harsh life. He’s 18 now. I couldn’t do that anymore. He outgrew being hugged and kissed by his older sister. All I can do is pat him on the back and tell him to rest and take care.
