My relationship with my little brother, Jon, is an interesting one. He's only a year younger than me, and we were practically raised as twins. We had matching outfits, the same haircut, participated in the same after-school activities — the works. (Don't ask for pics of our coordinating outfits and haircuts — I told my mom to bury them all.) Being so close our entire lives has given us a really unique bond. And as we've gotten older, our relationship has evolved. This is how my relationship with my brother changed in my 20s for the better.
Just because our relationship has gotten better, that's definitely not to say that we didn't have a great relationship before, or that we have it all figured out now. We're still growing as people, which means that our relationship is, too. But now more than ever, we feel comfortable sharing our personal lives with each other, and we know how to give each other space.
I'm thankful to have a little brother who is kind, supportive, understanding, and loyal. He is my biggest cheerleader — even if he doesn't act like it — and I know that he will be by my side through the most important moments of my life.