Michael William Anderson
Mikey. Where do I start with him. He's odd, and random, but makes me laugh until I cry. He keeps my life interesting and I love him for that. And occassionally he says some really sweet things and I have to stop and think..wow! he really is going to mature :)
He was born on February 21, 1986 making him my youngest and only sibling. For a while, he was my best friend. We shared a room, played with the same toys, and kept each other entertained through hour long car
rides and boring days in Burlington. But he grew up, and I became another member of the "uncool" family that he apparently has.
rides and boring days in Burlington. But he grew up, and I became another member of the "uncool" family that he apparently has. Things are getting better. He entered high school, became a big time jock (Football, Basketball, and Baseball), and matured. He talks to me now, and occasionally asks to hang out. It makes me feel good. I crave a good relationship with him. He was all I had for a good portion of my life. I'm sad that we lost that along the way.