when i was growing up, my brother had to raise me because my parents were so busy working. i felt terrible because he did everything he could and more to give me the best life i could have. and for a few years, i felt resent towards him for not doing more. but he put me through college and helped me so many times, i love him so much.
yup, family gets more and more important as i get older. now he has his own kid, and i cannot help but want to help my brother raise his kid because that is what he did for me. weird how you do not realize things when you are younger.
that is very sweet. family is important