not everybody knows i have three older brothers.. this is one of my favorite kid-pics of them.. they're a mess, but i love them...
the only time i ever really lived under the same roof with them was when i was very young (from one to four or so). they got caught up in a variety of bad crowds and habits and never really got out... it's unfortunate.
sometimes i feel guilty for getting to grow up with such stability and consistency and love and security. (i know it doesn't make sense for me to feel guilty for such a thing, but it doesn't make sense for them to not have the guidance and support they needed and me to have it.)
