My little bro

When I´m five years old, my little brother Martin arrive to this world. Since that moment, I understand the real signification of responsibility and love.

 With over the years we have very nice moments, and other that we prefer had not happened, but ever we stay together and stronger.

In last summer, we travel alone to the south of Chile until Chiloe. One day, after a long conversations around the fire we discuss by a stupid thing and after that, we do not talk to the other. Was a long night with rain. In the morning, by the rain the lake its came up to our tent and all our things: clothes and food are wet. In that moment we need work like a team and forget last discuss, because we need go to other side. After that day, I understand the real signification of responsibility and love.