Zebbidy

So today is my brother Zebs birthday and I’ve chosen him as the next person to honor during Black History Month. One memory that comes to mind is when my brother was like 3 or 4. My mother had let me spend the night at my grandmothers and my dad found out. He came over and picked me up and I ended up staying over his house. It was the first time I spent any time with my dad let alone my baby brother who had a different mother. I remember looking at my brother with so much love. He was racing around the house on his tricycle and was constantly vying for my attention. I remember Soul Train was on and my dad kept yelling for me to come watch with him and my brother was yelling for me to come play with him. I was torn and kept running back and forth but ultimately those chubby cheeks won out.

My brother Zeb has always won out when it came to choosing. I’m constantly in awe of him and when I look at who he’s become I tear up because he makes me so proud. He’s talented, hard working and just an all around good guy. My brother has become such a caring man and an amazing father. Today on his birthday I hope he is wrapped with love and joy. Happy Birthday Zeb.