Oh Brother Valentine

For the last few weeks, I've been traveling across the United States, and although it's been an amazing journey so far, it limits the time I get to spend with my family. When I do visit home, I usually get to hang out with my sister and her babies, and my mom when she's in town; however, my brother and I are star players in a never ending catch-me-if-you-can game.

I've partnered with Sunglass Hut this season to share my valentine, someone I treasure and admire, and I chose my one and only brother. It was the perfect occasion to lure him into the city to hang out and catch up. As I'm almost never in town and he's always working, we needed to find a way to squeeze a couple hours for some brother/sister bonding time.

On a beautiful afternoon, I boarded the train rocking these retro looking, turning heads Prada shades, and headed to midtown to enjoy some quality time with big bro. While he sipped on his coffee, we walked around searching for a spot to eat and relax. We ended up just chatting about goals and plans, his love for motorcycles and how I can shoot with them, and other silly things. As the practice is to present a gift to your Valentine, I surprised him with a pair of exclusive Ray-Ban shades.

I read somewhere that because I have a brother, I will always have a friend. And perhaps not every one has had a chance to experience that, but I can say that I have. Five years my senior, my brother and I didn't always have a close talking relationship. It felt like we grew up in separate worlds, but one thing was certain, our worlds often collided because he always has my back. 

I grew up admiring my brother, a true rebel who dared to go after what he wanted and got it, I wanted to be just like him. I remember picking to do activities that he chose to do as well, and practicing really hard to keep up with him. Through his music, he taught me the significance of passion, to sacrifice for love, and to follow my dreams. He also taught me to be generous and supportive. 

As the final minutes approached and our get together came to an end, I felt a surge of sadness and joy - a bittersweet moment. I wasn't sure when we would get together again, but what I was still certain of is that he still has my back. While waiting on the transit to return to my apartment, I sat there reminiscing about what has transpired the last 24 years with brother, and I realized that I wouldn't change a thing. I love you, bro.

Thank you Sunglass Hut for sponsoring this post