The person I respect the most would be my older brother Jimmy. Even though he's only two and a half years older than me sometimes I think we're twins. We finish each other's sentences, know what the other one's thinking, have the same interest in music and clothes, and are still really opposite. He takes the time to actually be a big brother, he watches my back and even though I get annoyed I understand why. I make him go to shows with me and even then he's usually willing to go it's nice to know that I'll always have someone; and like typical brother/sister he's always making sure I'm okay and I make sure he's okay. He's a student at UW-Milwaukee and is in his third year of their architecture program, one of the hardest and most time consuming majors. He's always been such a hard worker in school and has always tried to motivate me to be the same. He stays up all night working on projects and still gets up to go to class.
He cares about the family and does so much for our parents. He takes the time out of his weekend to go home and help out my mom and dad, he's the typical boy of the family goes out and shovels snow, cuts the grass, and takes stress off my mom by taking our dad to his doctor appointments; and of course he never leaves without saying hi to the cats. He has such a caring attitude, he knows how to cook so he'll make dinner when we're at home, he's clean and takes care of himself, he's just an overall good person. He puts other people first and is so responsible. He's never had to go through as many health problems as me when we were younger but I always remember that he was there and playing as kids he would always make sure that I didn't do anything stupid to get hurt. He always helped me through those tough times. Even two years ago when I had jaw surgery and couldn't talk, but that's all that I wanted to do, he was there and somehow he still understood me. He grew up fast and I respect him for that.
He has so much grace under pressure something that I really admire about him. Even though he complains all the time too and questions everything and is so indecisive, he eventually makes everything work in the end, of course with a little advice from me. He's my favorite person, I always said that if as long as I have him in my life it's good. Although his attitude does come across quite strong and for the most part he frowns on alot of my decisions I know he does it because he cares.
He cares about the family and does so much for our parents. He takes the time out of his weekend to go home and help out my mom and dad, he's the typical boy of the family goes out and shovels snow, cuts the grass, and takes stress off my mom by taking our dad to his doctor appointments; and of course he never leaves without saying hi to the cats. He has such a caring attitude, he knows how to cook so he'll make dinner when we're at home, he's clean and takes care of himself, he's just an overall good person. He puts other people first and is so responsible. He's never had to go through as many health problems as me when we were younger but I always remember that he was there and playing as kids he would always make sure that I didn't do anything stupid to get hurt. He always helped me through those tough times. Even two years ago when I had jaw surgery and couldn't talk, but that's all that I wanted to do, he was there and somehow he still understood me. He grew up fast and I respect him for that.
He has so much grace under pressure something that I really admire about him. Even though he complains all the time too and questions everything and is so indecisive, he eventually makes everything work in the end, of course with a little advice from me. He's my favorite person, I always said that if as long as I have him in my life it's good. Although his attitude does come across quite strong and for the most part he frowns on alot of my decisions I know he does it because he cares.
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