Saturday morning my brother packed up his car and left for his junior year of college. Then on Sunday morning, my mom found me as I was getting ready for church to tell me, "I miss him already." The reasons that make this a world record are as follows:
- The verbal expression of missing my brother occurred less than 24 hours after his departure.
- This is his junior year of college, not his freshman year. He's been away before.
- It already felt as if my brother wasn't home for a large portion of the summer due to his work and sleep schedule.
Earlier this week, as I was lying in bed at night, I found myself expecting to hear the front door open at any moment, followed by the sound of almost inaudible footsteps and the rustling of a reused plastic grocery bag. When I realized that I wouldn't hear him because he'd gone back to school, my heart sank a little.
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