Carlo
He has been 'there' , 'ever since the world began'. He has been my sister's bestie, always hanging around the house (wherever we were renting a place, that is), calling me Ate 'Tianne, speaking english to impress me. I think the fondness we have for him is because he looks a lot like Papa, and by that, he looks like he's a long-lost brother.
Of course, he has a unique personality, my sister has always said that. One moment, he and my sister would be on the phone and I would hear my sister laughing so loud that the roof was shaking, yet there were times, too, that she would be yelling at him over the phone, and they would fight until my sister's throat went dry. They shared the good moments and the bad, were there for each other in both tragic and joyful moments. Every milestone in their lives, they are there for each other.
He was also there in mine, as my sister's life is anchored to my life. He saw me start a family, struggle with keeping it together, saw my kids grow up, had 'adult' conversations with them. He always felt pride for seeing them grow, and was not self-conscious to tell them so. Like an uncle. He is a smart guy, not really sweet but thoughtful, he sings very well, speaks fluently, and keeps the eye on the ball. He has focus, and forward-looking. Not without issues, though, but he gets by because he is a grounded peson. He always manages to make me laugh, and he does not try too hard with me. Like a good mattress at home, you know that it is there even if you do not seem to give it attention everyday, and you always look forward to seeing again, and find comfort.
Now, I am about to be a godparent to him in his wedding. Carlo is getting married. That brings joy to my heart. And, yesterday was his birthday. So, I write this with the love that a sister has for a brother, for a person who has made his presence known in my soul simply by being there, hanging around our
lives like a shadow. A shadow is there, following you all the time, and you think of it as of no meaning, until you see the day that it is not there anymore. Of course I would not like to think that he would vanish from our lives after marriage. But I expect things to be different, with him starting a family and all. I sure hope not. I can only pray that he begins this new page in his life with God's grace, and look forward to carrying his baby in my arms and stealing it to make it mine. Joke.
Family transcends blood. Carlo is that one who validated that in my family. I wish him and his bride (soon, wife) the best there is in this life. I wish that Carlo would build a family of his own, with the lessons our own lives taught him. Still plenty of that where it came from, Carlo, have that in mind. And keep me in your heart.
Of course, he has a unique personality, my sister has always said that. One moment, he and my sister would be on the phone and I would hear my sister laughing so loud that the roof was shaking, yet there were times, too, that she would be yelling at him over the phone, and they would fight until my sister's throat went dry. They shared the good moments and the bad, were there for each other in both tragic and joyful moments. Every milestone in their lives, they are there for each other.
He was also there in mine, as my sister's life is anchored to my life. He saw me start a family, struggle with keeping it together, saw my kids grow up, had 'adult' conversations with them. He always felt pride for seeing them grow, and was not self-conscious to tell them so. Like an uncle. He is a smart guy, not really sweet but thoughtful, he sings very well, speaks fluently, and keeps the eye on the ball. He has focus, and forward-looking. Not without issues, though, but he gets by because he is a grounded peson. He always manages to make me laugh, and he does not try too hard with me. Like a good mattress at home, you know that it is there even if you do not seem to give it attention everyday, and you always look forward to seeing again, and find comfort.
Now, I am about to be a godparent to him in his wedding. Carlo is getting married. That brings joy to my heart. And, yesterday was his birthday. So, I write this with the love that a sister has for a brother, for a person who has made his presence known in my soul simply by being there, hanging around our
lives like a shadow. A shadow is there, following you all the time, and you think of it as of no meaning, until you see the day that it is not there anymore. Of course I would not like to think that he would vanish from our lives after marriage. But I expect things to be different, with him starting a family and all. I sure hope not. I can only pray that he begins this new page in his life with God's grace, and look forward to carrying his baby in my arms and stealing it to make it mine. Joke.
Family transcends blood. Carlo is that one who validated that in my family. I wish him and his bride (soon, wife) the best there is in this life. I wish that Carlo would build a family of his own, with the lessons our own lives taught him. Still plenty of that where it came from, Carlo, have that in mind. And keep me in your heart.
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