Gratitude #20: Brothers.

Grateful for brothers that spend time every week writing me a brief but sincere email, even amidst all their schedule doing Christian work in South America.

Grateful for brothers that drive with me to Smith's to get Oreos and ice cream while talking about Lithuanian refugees of the 20th century.

Grateful for brothers that come to rescue me when my headlights burn out on a dark night and I've no way to see my way home.

Grateful for brothers that frost zombie sugar cookies with me year after year.

Grateful for brothers that spent summers in the hollow by my side, where we spent our hours holding baby raccoons, skipping rocks, sledding down the "hiccup" and "deadman's bluff," climbing treehouses, and walking dogs.

Grateful for brothers that read, write, play, joke, meme, sing, banter, camp, reminisce with me.

Grateful for brothers who sent me carefully illustrated letters during my own missionary work abroad.

For brothers with whom I have secret handshakes.

For brothers who shop at D.I. with me.

For brothers who play boggle with me as we wait for the bus.

For brothers who give up a week of their summer and hard-earned B.K. Lounge cash to spend a siblings' trip in SanFran.

For brothers who appreciate boy bands with me (#ty) and TaylorSwift (#CJ).
For brothers who play Rob Thomas so that I can sing along since I don't do screamo (#AJ).
For brothers who co-star in a music video with me (#JP).

Grateful for brothers.

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