Today is my youngest brother's birthday: Austin is twenty.
(I'm only a few years older then him, but this makes me feel old).
As I have mentioned, I am a member of a "non-traditional" family. My mother married my father (my second father, chronologically) when I was twelve years old, but the thing was, we really married him too, and his children married our mom.
That is what happens when people with children get married. The families marry too, and they merge to create something new, a new family. At least, that is what happened with us: my mom married Shawn, we became a family with his family.
And we got Austin. (And his siblings, too).
Austin is almost six years younger then me, and I don't know if it is because of the fairly large age gap (for siblings), or because we have a lot in common, but we have always been close.
I am a better person for having him in my life, and feel lucky to have him as my brother.
Happy Birthday, Aust!