My response to Tell Your Story - Sibling
Credits: SSD Aint No Sunshine Kit by Tracy Reed
Journaling:
I grew up idolizing my kuya. The one who can read stories, fix my toys, draw me paper dolls, drive a sidecar bike, solve my math homework and chase bad kids around. He was my playmate & walking companion to & from school. I was broken hearted when he left for highschool. I endured 4 years with walking home without him. But he would cheer me up by saving his lunch money to buy me donuts, ice cream or chips & bring it me when he comes home. When I graduated gradeschool, Mamu wanted me to go to an exclusive school but I decided to go to his school instead so I can be with him. I’d even stay late on Fridays while he trains for ROTC.
Our lives changed dramatically in 1993. He was
diagnosed with a mental disorder. I felt robbed & cheated. I cried for days. Slowly the Kuya I knew became a distant memory. I was left to step up the plate. To stand almost immediately to think like a guy for me & Mamu. Everyday, I missed him.
But I still love him to pieces. Now, it’s my turn to watch his back and return the neverending love he gave when we were younger. And on good days, we can talk like he was all fine. And once again, I feel like a kid sheltered by her childhood hero.
