Today I met my brother for the first time..19 years, 1 month and 2 days after he entered the world. It was such a surreal moment..at work and my cousin just walks him in. This unbelievable sense of peace came over me and I wasn't worried or scared. I looked at him and saw this sort of kindred spirit. We didnt know what to say to each other..we talked about the Bears and about other random things and just hung out. My cousin seemed nervous enough for the both of us, so we didn't have to worry.
We talked about growing up. How I was the only girl. How he was an instant uncle to a 13 year old. How he was going from just having a little sister to now having two sisters and three brothers. I talked about my dad, well, our dad..and shared with him the most important lesson my father ever gave me. We are a family..we have no steps, halves or crap like that..we are family. He smiled, I looked him in his eyes and said it to him.."you are my brother." He smiled and looked at me in my eyes and said "cool." He's 19..what else would he say? So, now,the Soria kids are numbered at 5..let's hope the counting stops there. Welcome to the family Leo..
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