Yesterday I said bye to my neighbor who so happened to be my second brother. He left South Texas to go join the United States Army. I know I sound selfish and shallow for saying this but I didn’t want him to leave. He’s been my best friend for 5 years. He was my shoulder to cry on and the person who could make me laugh so much in a matter of seconds. This is the story about how we met. Back in July 2012, my sister and I were scrolling facebook and we found the neighbors as the people we may know. Instantly, we started stalking and turns out it was them lol so my sister made me request them and message them “hey arent yall our neighbors” and thats how our lovely friendship started. The day we all officially hung out was July 4th 2012 when they accused us of stealing their dog (it was a joke) cause their dog was in our lawn and we started to play with it. From there, we would spend every day that summer together. We’d play in the street, have dinner together, cookouts, take drives around town blasting music in the car. It was an amazing start to a great friendship. We didnt go to the same school together but we supported each other in everything we did. Our schools were cross town rivals but it was the greatest thing ever because we’d always talk shit about when we would be better at each other in certain sports. News flash, their school was ALWAYS better in football. LOL. fast forward to my senior year, we all worked together at the SAME job. and yes, there was a time when we almost burned down the restaurant. LOL. My neighbors always had the cops called on them because either we were listening to music too loud or they fought with the other neighbors. It was the funniest thing ever. I would always come home late at midnight and I’d see my neighbors outside just chilling and drinking. My neighbor was so over protective of me to the point where he would question me if i came home in a different direction as usual, it was annoying sometimes but he would ask cause he cared alot about me and he just wanted to make sure I was safe. It sucks knowing i wont be seeing him until december. I told him bye on sunday when i was leaving to work but I didnt tell him bye yet. I told him “see you later”…..which made me really sad because I wont be seeing him later. I have to wait until the end of the year. I kept thinking it was a joke and i was gonna wake up the next day and see him outside saying “Haha, im kidding, im not leaving you guys”. Then monday morning came around and i was getting my yeti cup out of my car. He walked outside of his house one last time and was entering his car when he yelled “Bye Chems!” (chems is what he calls me, dont question it lol) and i looked at him trying so hard not to cry and just yelled bye back with a smile on my face….its tough. today has been so tough not seeing him outside across the street. thats the kid i grew up with, the one who gave me so much advice, the one who was my shoulder to cry on for alot of things. I dont know how im gonna handle this. I know there are going to be days when i will just go over to his house and cry with his sister and i know there are going to be days when i post on his facebook wall asking him where he is and wishing he was here. It sucks….but I know the day he gets home will be the greatest day ever because he will come home with the title of being a United States Soldier and that will be the something I will never forget because he will have achieved his dream.
I thought I would be good at trying to write something everyday but that was a horrible expectation I had set for myself lol. Anyways, today is my day off from work and this week was so stressful and emotional. Had my cousin’s graduation Friday night which was so sentimental to me.
Let me give you a little background story on that. My cousin Jesus graduated from High School. He has alot of siblings, i think about 7 to be honest, he is the 3 youngest out of the kids and the FIRST to graduate from his family ever and be college bound. His older siblings? In jail or just have their own families and kids. He graduated RGV Lead Scholar, Texas Scholar, and was also in the Honors program for his class. He is a good kid to be honest, very involved in sports. He was Varsity football Junior and Senior year, Wrestling team Junior year, and Track and Field also. He was in the migrant program in school. His story is a pretty tough one, he never knew his father and still doesnt to this day, his mom abandoned him when he was about 9 years old along with his other younger brothers. She left them in the apartment they lived in for a couple of days while she went to basically go chase her ex sancho. The kids were closed to being placed into foster care but luckily, their grandma took them in. Jesus on the other hand, lived with his aunt under her care. I dont really talk to her even though she’s family but i can honestly say i am so happy she raised him. He is so respectful and has a really kind heart. He didnt grow up with the family he wanted or getting the love he wanted either but he proved EVERYBODY wrong. He was so happy when he saw me in the stands at the stadium graduation day. I look to that boy like if he were my little brother. I went to his football games whenever i got the chance, wrestling meets also, and spoiled the kid whenever i had the chance. He would never ask for much. He was and is so humble. As soon as they let us go onto the football field, I ran to go find him. The second i found him, I hugged him so much and told him how proud I was of him proving so many people wrong….I told him see you later when i left his graduation, little did i know that friday night was the last time i was going to see him since Monday, he boarded a flight to California to go work over there in the summer until he started College. I cried the whole night to be honest. He is going to start in Michigan State in the fall and will be majoring in Criminal Justice. I am so proud of him but i cant help being sad because he is like my little brother. I love him so insanely much and I miss him a lot already…but I know he will be fine and do great things when in Michigan. I couldn’t be any more proud of anybody else. His class song was I Lived by OneRepublic which fits his story so much. I’ve had the song on repeat so much lately. It reminds me of him so much because he never gave up, no matter how much he wanted, he took risks and made decisions no little kid should of. He is such a good role model to his little brothers. He lived through things he shouldnt have but he never gave less than 100% than what was expected him. He took every opportunity that was given to him and made the best of it. He is the only one I will ever brag about so much but because he has honestly grown into a remarkable young man….