Strong and kind.
Honest and loyal.
Comforting and loving.
Powerful and true.
Determined and humble.
I could keep going on, brother.
I love you so much.
I actually write this with tears in my eyes because obviously our “siblingness” is special to me, but you’re my friend, too.
One of my best friends.
I can count count on you.
There’s something about growing older and having ties to the past with only a few others and I treasure our history; you’re one of a few who have been in my life since the day I was born. You just get it.
I love that our kids are growing up together; I love way they laugh and giggle and play and crack up.
And I know that you, just like me, smile when you watch them because it’s just so cool.
Just like I did when I was a kid, I love you to the moon and back, Bry.
You’re the best. You really are.
Even Vivi thinks so. “I love my Uncle Bry. He’s my favorite boy.”
I am so glad you were born. Happy, happy birthday.