Happy Birthday, Kulitopher!
It was my brother’s birthday yesterday… Kulitopher. That’s not his real name but that’s what we used to call him when we were kids. Kulit in our language can mean a number of things. Mainly, it’s to describe his jolly, persistent demeanor.
He knows how much I love him… and it comes so easily for me. He’s such a lovable person and i think that’s why he has so many friends. Mind you, most of his friends are the “close” kind (my own friend count consists of only a few fingers’ worth… his, well, maybe he can include his toe count in the mix).
One of my favorite memories of him is when he was about 5 or 6 years old, he went through this Rambo phase (gosh… I’m old. I doubt anyone in their early 20s could relate).
We used to play pretend all the time. We’d pretend we were the Power Rangers or the team of Voltron, etc. I’d happily play the girl part. No contest since I was the the only girl (my sister and I have a 9 year gap) at the time. Our maternal cousins in our age group were all boys and plus my two brothers… well, it was a chaotic riot when we’d all get together.
Whenever we’d play pretend military (which, by the way we always do)… Kulitopher would go run to his closet and pull out his red bandanna. He’d ask me or Hubcap (our brother between us) to tie it around his shin. We’d go on pretending to fight a battle. Every time… he’d play the part of Rambo.
He literally begged our Papa for weeks to buy him the military style pants John Rambo wore. Once he did, it was the only thing he wanted to wear out. He wasn’t happy with just the pants and the bandanna… he went and asked our Mom to let his hair grow out. Well, that’s when our parents drew the line. Hahahaha!
The photo to your right is a photo of my two brothers way back when… aren’t they just adorable???
Well, Kulitopher always had everyone in our family eating out from the palm of his hand for just being adorable. Now at 26, he has gone through a lot in his life but has always had a general passion for it. Always the jolly one… always the one who sees the glass half full… always the people pleaser (too much that sometimes it gets him in trouble)… the friendly one… and always loved by me.
Happy birthday, bro! I know that everything is not where you want them to be now but someday soon, I know things will start going your way.
