". . . Dad's living with Joe when he's old"

If you ever see me with a bagel in my hand, watch out a life event is about to happen. I was eating a bagel when mom went into labor early with Joseph John Pekarsky he crashed my party, 5 weeks early and it was a blueberry bagel when he turned blue for the first time such a dramatic Asthmatic and here I am eating a bagel the day he heads to college. We joke that his birthday is the anniversary of my life being ruined and my sometime lapse in common sense is due to him splitting my head open with a log he threw the length of our yard; but through out all the cheek pinching, door slamming, biting we don't mess around, shower hogging, bickering, and the usual irritated state of being siblings I love my little brother more than anything. We have finally reached the stage of life when we can be more friends than siblings AND because we look nothing alike people are more likely to assume we're dating than brother/sister. I will always remind him at various holidays of how he missed my college graduation while at the same time remembering how he got up at 4am to come yell my mile splits at me during the half marathon and send me the best text ever, yeah I smoked that 10K time Bless his heart, he's taken on the role of what a boyfriend would be to me, this includes but is not limited to: Sonic runs, Friday night movies, after run Smoothie King, going to Target at 8am to get me a signed copy of the new Emily Giffin book, and Emoji heavy texts. I don't need a Dr. Phil special to admit I am overly protective of the younger Pekarsky when it comes to life, but mostly girls and Western Kentucky is NOT that far of a drive, and he knows I'd make it just to mean mug someone it's a talent really And at the same time, he has threatened to drive to Knoxville and defend my honor. Eat your heart out Donny and Marie. 
   So today is a toughie. I left for work and he left for the beginning of the rest of his life. Yes yes I know, I've been in Knoxville for four years and he's only an hour away...but he's my little brother. So Jofus, I will so desperately miss you and your face when mom asks "who was acting like Eyore the other day?" and all those YouTube videos you laugh at by yourself in the dark at the computer and being able to hear your XBOX all the way downstairs no not really actually and hugging you during the Sign of Peace at mass and the ridiculous amount of Powerade in the back fridge and you saying the blessing at dinner every night and yelling good night and I love you down the stairs before bed. No matter how tall or old you get I will always be your Sissi, it's one of my favorite parts of my life. I love you Joe, GO HILLTOPPERS!