Thursday, August 4th, 2011
Blogs | Sociology of Sheena
Happy Birthday Daniel
Recently my only brother turned 16 years old. This post is for him. HAPPY BIRTHDAY DANIEL!
Daniel. I love you. I love you so much that it scares me. It puts me in a place of vulnerability. A place where at times I can’t think logically. Because I just want for you. I want the best for you. I want all your dreams to manifest. I want the best education for you. I want the best friends for you. I want everything for you.
I know you are capable of anything. I’ve seen you soar in sports, soar in topics that you care for. I’ve seen your gentle character. I’ve seen your strength. I’ve seen your humor and your tears. I think its all so wonderful and beautiful and I just want you to have a full life where everything is possible.
I love you so much because you’re so amazing that I expect you to love yourself to the highest regard. You are a KING, young man. YOU come from a long line of sacred, honorable spirits. You are a high priest. You are consecrated. I want you to know this of yourself and to treat yourself in that light. I want you to be the highest version of yourself. It’s so great Daniel.
I know I am SO fucking hard on you. And I wish I could apologize for that. I will say, its not out of fear though. It’s out of love. Everything I do for you or want for you comes from a place of love. I simply love you. You are my heart.
And maybe what I need is to back off a little. To give you space to love yourself. Maybe I’m suffocating you. Maybe my theory is great but in practice, its not working out so well. So, that’s my promise for you this year. To love you through space. To not smother you with my adoration but to gently remind you, whenever you need it that I would break this world in half for you at a moment’s notice.
When you were born, Bianca and I peered through the hospital window with excitement. She had no clue what was going on. She said, “That’s our baby?” I affirmed it. You’re our baby brother! And you are Dasia and Hanna’s big brother. And you are mommy’s son. And we each love you so very much. I never want my love to suffocate you. I want my love to set you free to soar and reign as the King that I know you are.
Sometimes being a brother is even better than being a superhero.Â ~Marc Brown
If you want to know how your girl will treat you after marriage, just listen to her talking to her little brother.Â ~Sam Levenson
After a girl is grown, her little brothers â€“ now her protectors â€“ seem like big brothers.Â ~Astrid Alauda
Last year’s post to Daniel can be found here. –> Happy Birthday Daniel