There’s nothing like having an older brother. I’ll never tell him, but I think I’m the most grateful for mine. Being close in age, my brother and I spent a lot of time together before he left for college. Throughout elementary school, middle school, and high school, my brother was always there to protect me. Whether it had to do with friends or my parents, he always defended me no matter the situation.

 But most importantly, he raised me to be the person I am today. Whenever we’d get into a fight or an argument, he turned it into a lesson for me and how I could work to be a better person. Growing up, he also taught me manners and how to be polite. I was a shy kid, but he helped me get over my social anxiety and avoid being awkward. He also spent a lot of time working with me athletically. He played baseball, inspiring me to play softball, which I still do today. We spent countless hours together practicing hitting, fielding, or anything that could make me a better player. I am especially thankful for that, as I would not be where I am today in my softball career without him. 

Not to mention, my brother has been there for me during hard times. I have never felt shut out by him or felt like I couldn’t speak with him about heavy topics. Contrary to most older brothers, he showed me kindness and compassion no matter what. He did not shy away from giving me open support, and made sure I knew I was loved. Aside from deeper support, my brother made me feel cool. He was kind enough to let me hang out with his friends once and a while, and that made me happy. Hanging out with older kids and being able to show it off was something that made me feel cool, even though I knew my brother was just being nice. 

Ultimately, my brother is the most important person to me. He made me the person I am today and provided me with unconditional support. And for that, I am forever grateful for him.