My Uncle R. sent me this photo. He is the family historian I’ve mentioned before. And he has a great deal of patience to find and deliver pieces of history. Like this one.
This is my big brother. See how he’s cute? Yeah, still. But more old. And hairy. Just saying.
See how he’s probably got food in his mouth? Yeah, still. The man knows good food. It’s one of his best talents.
See how he’s the funny one? Yeah, still. And yeah, he still laughs at his own comedy. But he should. It’s funny.
See how I’m kind of reveling in the “I’m so proud of my big brother?” Yeah, still. He’s pretty awesome.
See how I’ve always struggled with clothing issues and awkward hair? Yeah — I’m working on it. “The Seventies” are no longer a valid excuse. Darn it.
See how I just might be planning something? Yeah. Still. That happens sometimes. It’s no longer quite so cute. But it does still happen.
See how we’re snuggled together in a large leather chair, with perfect lighting and an aura of happy childhood? That’s not exactly where we are anymore. I don’t have white furniture, because I’m not a white furniture kind of a girl. Neither does he. He has two boys and a dog, all right? And really? We’re full-sized humans. We don’t share chairs. But do you know what? I love to sit down with him. I love to get a good laugh on. I love that we can talk over the life parts and laugh about the laughable parts and breathe through the un-laughable parts and Be There, beside each other for all the parts. Even if we live many states away (which we sometimes do, but not right now). He grew up to be a clever guy, a terrific husband, a great dad, a hard worker, a willing and eager server, and a good all-around support. He Deals. With a great many things which are not my stories to tell, but include exciting parts and funny parts and really, really hard parts. And he does it with his own kind of joy. That kind, see above. The kind that makes you laugh your heart out with your mouth full of something delicious.
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As a parent one of the things I hope most for is that my kids will have the kind of closeness it sounds like you and your brother have. That didn’t happen for me and my siblings, for various reasons, so it’s what I really hope for my girls. That they’ll love each other and really, truly, ENJOY each other.
Reading this post gave me such a huge grin. Love.
As a parent one of the things I hope most for is that my kids will have the kind of closeness it sounds like you and your brother have. That didn’t happen for me and my siblings, for various reasons, so it’s what I really hope for my girls. That they’ll love each other and really, truly, ENJOY each other.
Reading this post gave me such a huge grin. Love.
Very nice. Makes me want to have better relationships with my brothers.
Very nice. Makes me want to have better relationships with my brothers.
I’m figuring that white chair was in Sunset. I’m also figuring your mouth was about as full as his — you’ve just always more elegant gene working than he has. And isn’t there some wrested scripture about joy in seeing your kids hang out happily?
I’m figuring that white chair was in Sunset. I’m also figuring your mouth was about as full as his — you’ve just always more elegant gene working than he has. And isn’t there some wrested scripture about joy in seeing your kids hang out happily?
This is my sister. Who is sweet and kind. She tells a pretty good story. She knows food, too. She enjoys getting to know it’s components and combining them in good ways. Then everyone else enjoys.
I read her blog often. One day I’ll guest blog or (if I ever get around to it) publish on my blog, and tell you some great stories about her. Stay tuned, they are worth the wait.
This is my sister. Who is sweet and kind. She tells a pretty good story. She knows food, too. She enjoys getting to know it’s components and combining them in good ways. Then everyone else enjoys.
I read her blog often. One day I’ll guest blog or (if I ever get around to it) publish on my blog, and tell you some great stories about her. Stay tuned, they are worth the wait.