I just talked to Joe on the phone - can’t believe he’s 16!!!!! We were chatting for a bit and he said that now he’s 16 he wants to get a job while he finishes his last year of secondary school, which is brilliant. He also said that he thinks he might be interested in doing something with Biology, possibly be a doctor. I’m so proud of him, he’s growing up so much. It’s the same with all the boys; I had a similar conversation with Rob and Steve the other day. I love them so much and I worry for them (it’s the older sister responsibility). I suggested that he volunteer at a hospital to see how he likes it. He said that that’d be a really good idea, and then he started talking about how even though people think he seems confident, he really isn’t. Then we had this whole conversation about confidence and how he feels really shy in new situations with new people. I told him that I’m exactly the same and that if I could change one thing about college it’s that I should have had more confidence...and that for the last four months I've been changing that. I told him that he just needs to jump in and be himself. It’s absolutely crazy to have a conversation like this with a little brother who was born in ’93 and whom I can remember seeing for the first time in the hospital when I was 9 years old. I love that we are all so close, and I love having 5 incredible, loud, messy, twatty, witty, hilarious brothers who keep me in stitches and keep my feet on the ground. I’m incredibly lucky.
I picked up my tape recorder two nights ago and had a major realisation. And all I can say is that I'm not afraid anymore.
-K
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