Blog 4°: A day to remember

A remarkable day to me, maybe the most important of all, happened in the summer of 2005. I remember it because it was the first time I went to my father´s family place in the southern part of our country.

None of us but my dad wanted to go there, because the few times we meet my father´s family, we find we aren´t much alike, and it´s often an uncomfortable time.

My bro´s 7 years older than me, so you can understand we were always arguing and fighting, mainly because he didn´t stop mocking me, and that pissed me off .  But that summer something changed.

I associate it with the mental growth: I started to understand  other things and to get other kind of jokes, so I replied his mocking, making him laugh in a better way, at least to me.

One of  those days, we started to talk and we found we had pretty similar interests. We were talking all night long I guess, from the stupidest thing to the way to solve all problems in life.

From then on, we got along very well, and we had a great time that summer, even with the rest of the family... I suppose congeniality is something you learn step by step.

I can tell it´s a remarkable day to my bro too, cause he says it to me sometimes. Now, we always laugh at any nonsense together , but we also can maintain serious conversations.
It´s said you don´t choose your family, but you can choose your friends. I suppose I started the most important friendship of all that day, one I hope to last forever.