There is NO half!

When your buying something to eat, do you want to eat the whole thing, or are you gonna only eat half?

Did someone cut them in half?

My half is Bigger than your half!

Maybe those really have nothing to do with this post, but after you read this, maybe you'll understand where I am coming from.

Sharing is a good thing right. "Give half of it to your brother". OK fine I can accept that. What I can't accept is being called a "half brother".

When my brother used to work at the same place I'm at, there was this girl (a co-worker) that came up to the desk and asked if we were related. I told her yeah, that he is my brother. She then tells me that she didn't believe him, and that we don't look alike. Then she asks me if we are "half brothers". I thought about what she said for a moment, and I told her that I wasn't going to answer her question. She gets frustrated and she asks me why I won't? I think she said asked me if we were half brothers a couple more times before I said I won't won't answer your question the way you asked it. Finally she clued in on what I meant and asked me if we had different fathers.

I told her yeah, but he isn't my half brother. Yes it's true my brother and I have different fathers. I've known Jevon all of his life. I watched him grow up from a baby. I heard him cry when he had colic. I felt sorrow for him, when he had swallowed some boric acid and had to be rushed to the hospital. I was there when he had surgery on his wrist. I have spent time with my brother and watched him grow up into the young independent strong man that he is today. Twenty-one years of his life, and only once him and I ever argued...ONE time.

I love my brother with all of my heart, not half of it. So if there is someone out there that don't understand why I hate the term "half brother", then they must not be close to their's.

Blood is thicker than water.
I will always have my brother.
Half the time I can rely on my friends.