My brother and I are close. Really close. We have gone through a lot together and have a connection that often leads people to believe we are twins. We even joke that my mother was in labor for two years after me with my brother. (Don't joke about that, what a terrible thing to even imagine having to endure.)
Sure we had our differences. We are siblings. But I know that every time we were sent to our rooms for fighting, we would tap our shared wall between our rooms in a made up Morse code, or pretend to go and "brush our teeth" at the same time so we could see each other.
As we grew up, our relationship changed, but we were brought back together when he came to Miami to visit me at school. I would say over the course of the past 7 years we have been the closest we have ever been. People often roll their eyes at us when we start quoting movies or making jokes that only we understand, but we can't help it. We're twins.
He recently took an internship in England where he will be working for Briggs of Burton, a company that is responsible for many of the beer-making technology that we have today. I think he will have no problem enjoying himself at this job :).
However, me on the other hand, I will miss him terribly. I know he is going on 22, and about 6'0'' tall, but I will always see him as my baby brother and someone I can do things like this with:
I am excited to hear about all the amazing things he you experience and do, good luck Wyan!