My brother and I have always been very close. We have a two-year age difference but that didn’t stop us from being each other’s best friends. As kids, we rarely fought; the older we get, the less we fight. I feel like I was gone most of the summer and now that I’m thinking about it, I feel guilty for not spending enough time with him before he left.

For the past two years, all I’ve heard about at home was college. I got so sick of hearing about it and it bored me. There was no way that my brother was going to college, it never felt real to me. Just yesterday I got a long text from my brother. In his text, he told me how appreciative he was for having me as a sister and how much he will miss me. I don’t fully believe that he is in Wisconsin right now. When I come home and see his empty room for the first time, it will hit me.