The brother of mine was getting married over the weekend. Both brother and mother wanted to parasail- and I was game for it- because I love to parasail. Love the feeling in the air, looking down at the water, feeling like you are so far away from everything. It’s a wonderful feeling.So all 3 of us went to Radical Rides- we had us a last adventure- just the 3 of us before he got married the next day. Me and my brother rode jet skis together for a bit, and did our pirate talk that only we can understand. Then hunger pains caused us to go to Surf Burger where we had a great little meal and took pictures. After that, it was off to parasail. The crew hooked the 3 of us up and took off- we floated through the air, laughing, talking, and creating a memory.

As I write this, my little brother is not just my little brother anymore. He’s a married man- with a wife and now life of his own. And while I’m extremely happy for him- it’s a bit bittersweet- because it’s a change. But, I’ll always have the memories of our last adventure together- our last adventure before he became a married man (and not just my little brother!)