One of my favourite men is Arama Tolson. Tall, long curly hair, green eyes and one of the wittiest guys I know. He is my younger and only brother – recently turned 18. We have the same Father and different Mother, but to be honest I regard all my siblings as full family regardless of how we’re actually related.
As a kid Arama was a real Mummy’s boy and a bit of a crybaby to be fair. Something he’ll staunchly deny now, but as his sister, I watched him aged six, cry when I offered him spaghetti instead of baked beans!! He’s grown into an amazing man – strong, kind, sensitive, very witty and he doesn’t suffer fools. Arama reminds me of Dad – a lot. He doesn’t follow the pack - people naturally gravitate towards him wherever he is – me being one of them.
Earlier this year I spent my first summer as a single girl and hung out with the family in Papamoa for a week. In two separate cars we drove to see more family over the Kaimai’s in Hamilton. I’m driving along and Arama and I are chatting away about life, family and relationships when the questions hit.
Arama: “Tarsh…..can I ask you something?’.
Me: “…Yessssss”.
Arama: “No offence but, Why don’t you have any children?”
Me: “Do you think I should have some?”
Arama: “I don’t know, I just wondered why you haven’t. I reckon you’d make a good Mother”.
Me: “Well I haven’t been in a solid enough relationship to have children. I did talk about it with Scott, but then we broke up so, it’s never happened. Does that make sense”?
Arama: “Yeah I guess. “
Brief silence followed before....
Arama: “Tarsh….can I tell you something?”
Me: “Yes Boss” (my nickname for him.)
Arama: “No offense but.....I’m glad you broke up with Scott….”
Me: “Why’s that?”.
Arama: “He wasn’t that nice to you, plus I reckon he looked like a bit of a dufus”.
Me: “Ohhh….thanks Boss…..I guess”.
Arama is staunchly loyal to everyone he’s close too. A trait I really admire in him because I know he has our backs and I know I can trust him. So I told him last week I was seeing someone after being single for 18 months…
Arama: “Is he ready for Dad. Ha-ha”.
Me: “Yeah, I’ve warned him. Hey, he can bench-press 80kg”. (Now I told him this because Arama regularly works-out, plus The Boyfriend is pretty proud of it.)
Arama: “80kg? I’m half his age and I can do 140 – I have no time for anyone under 100”.
Me: “So, I guess spotting each other is out of the question then”.
Arama: “Definitely, I have no patience for sissy’s”.
I’m looking forward to the day they meet, Arama's opinion means a lot. Suffice to say The Boyfriend is going hard out at the gym to get close to bench-pressing 140 kg.
Awesome post Tarsh. Keep it up!! Missing you on the airwaves by the way.
ReplyDeleteLoving the blogs Tarsh. Just moved to the UK just before you left the station but loving the fact that I can still follow your blogs from the other side of the world. Keep it up!
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