juancho

the years have gone by so fast and i never thought that this day would come so soon.
today, my dear brother, you turn 13.

i have always seen a part of myself in you. especially in the way we share our like for art, as well as our "i'm not so sporty" line. i see that we're both o.c. when it comes to certain things, like keeping our personal space organized and neat. we're both particular when it comes to our wardrobe, i notice that we like the same shoes and that i always ask for your fashion opinion whenever i'm at a loss as to what to wear. we've both got round calluses on our right hand ring fingers. i think we've used them too much. we're both impatient and hot headed. there's no denying that. you like some of my things, i like some of yours. we share...or fight over it. we always reach a compromise.

But you've never walked in my shadow. that i know. because you've created an identity of your own. i remember you used to imitate the content of my ancient sketchpads. but now you've developed your own style of drawing. a style, ehem, that i am very very very proud of. you've shown me so many new things. i'm stuck in the world of traditional drawing, whereas you've been doing digital for quite some time now. you taught me how to make animations. you told me to explore the computer. it is you teaching me this time. i. follow. you. Know, my little brother, that i am a fan of your creativity. your mind bursts with imagination that makes everything so interesting. you have gone farther into the art world than i ever had. in a way, you are fulfilling whatever i was lacking. you are carrying on my dream. i too, envy you.

thirteen is a new world my baby brother. and puberty can be sometimes tricky. don't let those hormones get to you so much. they'll be there for quite some time. be the best that you can be. i know you'll make me proud.

Happy Birthday. i love you.

you know that, right?