My Big Brother

You taught me how to act

You taught me how to sing

You taught me how to play fight
without hurting one thing

You taught me how to dance
how to twirl without a care

The way we glided at bar and bat mitzvahs
we were Ginger Rogers and Fred Astaire

In high school I was ecstatic when you would take me out to parties. So proud you felt your little sis could hang with you and your compadres.

Bravery and courage do not begin to describe the way you handled yourself in your hospital bed when you held me as I cried.

The pain I feel without you here is more than I thought that I could bare

But once again you're here with me
your love I feel will never leave

I'll end my thoughts to you here with my favorite dance move of ours; I'd put one hand on each of your shoulders and you'd pick me up by the waist and throw both of my legs to your left side, then throw them back to your right side and finally back to your left side you throw my entire body around your back until we were both facing each other once more.

I love you B.J. and I look forward to the day when we are face to face again.

Lizzy