Infinity

I remember the days under the sun and the heat of San Juan and how the world was always so wonderful and big and so very united. I used to love the colors of the sky and I really liked the sound of the birds. I always considered the world too big for me and my older brother always reminded me that I was just as big as the world. 

On one of my many trips to San Juan I begged and cried o my hero about a little cute infinity neckless that I really liked in one of the vendors tables and he was sweet enough to get it for me. I never wanted to part with it because the person I looked up to the most had gotten it for me. One day on my brothers 20th birthday he was cruelly taken way from us. I remembered my remaining brother running out of the house crying and I locked myself on my brothers room.

I didn’t know what was going on, the two days he was missing, I was at the movies when my aunt told me we had to leave, quickly, because there were urgent news, I didn’t really caught on with the situation, and I couldn’t understand when they told me. From then on that little neckless meant the world to me. it never left my side and I refused to let anyone touch it no matter how much they said it was pretty or beautiful. It was more than a simple neckless it was all I had left of my brother. 

One day on a cruel joke pulled on me by the kids I lost it. i saw it break and fall and I froze as I saw them throwing it away. Just like that. Like it meant nothing. My brother had been my security blanket and the person who inspired me to be whoever I decide to be. The kids didn’t get that, to them,  that neckless was just that, a neckless. While for me it was my brother, the very last thing I had of my brother. it wasn’t fair. That they could go home and have the most precious thing to them, and I had to go home and cry because it felt like I had lost my brother. 

I didn’t want to forget such a beautiful soul and an inspiring person, my best friend, the other side of my hip, but we grow and we learn if who we are through out the hardships of life. and let me tell you life is hard. This taught me to be strong and it reminded me that, that neckless wasn’t my brother, my brother was always going to be with me, forever and always no matter what. My brother is the reason I am where I am, and why I am who I am. Told me life wasn’t one to live for other, but it was only meant to be lived by ourselves and only ourselves. I love you Jorge, and we miss you, forever and always.