Brent & Nate

I am the eldest of two younger brothers, Nathan and Brent. As we grew up we were constantly reminded by our mother that we will always have each other and we're each others only best friend. As a little kid, I doubted my mom thinking there's no way my brothers will ever be my only best friend! And her response was always, "because they are the only ones that know your life and are always going to be there for you as you grow older." Well now, I'm proud to say I was wrong and she was right. And here's why...

At the age of 10, our dad was in an car accident due to drunk driving not far from our home. He was air lifted to Flagstaff hospital, where our mom followed after him with our grandma and aunt. As for my brothers and I, I remember sitting in our mom's car looking at our diesel truck totaled alongside the road surrounded by officers and flashing red and blue lights, and further away our dad laying on a stretcher. I looked back to my brothers and they were both in tears, I moved towards them and wrapped my arms around them both. Our dad was okay but to this day every time we go home I glance at the spot and see our dad laying there, then I remember my brothers being there and I being the big sister and comforting them.

Three years ago was another major impact on our lives, the passing of our grandma. She was the greatest person ever! My brothers and I, all spent our early childhood with her a lot and Brent, the youngest of us all, spent the most time with her growing up. Her last days with us, Grandma's House was the one place we all wanted to be every weekend and making her laugh with our silliness together. When she passed, we were all we had. Days after Brent would be crying and I would just hold him and cry with him, he would then remind himself that she was in a better place and I could only agree with him at that time.

Despite our tragic events so young, we managed to work together to overcome them. Our mom was right and she knew way before any of these events, good and bad, affected our lives which still amazes me today. Its not just these two tragic events that  helped me understand that we have each other, but are the main ones that I personally believe that my brothers are my best friends. We're the oddest of the oddest kids and I give my mom props for keeping us around with her and teaching us that we're always going to be there for one another no matter what life throws at us!

I absolutely love my brothers, even when I hate them! (If you have younger siblings, you know what I mean, especially boys..) Everyone needs a best friend or friends, I'm just lucky to have my little brothers as mine, always and forever!