I have one sibling, my brother, who is 3 years younger than me. Growing up we lived in the country, and so it was just the two of us most of the time because we didn’t live in a neighborhood. We were very close and played together and got along very well. We’ve remained close, and I consider my brother to be one of my very best friends. We talk pretty much every day and can tell each other anything. My brother lived in Columbia just a couple minutes down the road until this time last year when he had to move for a job transfer. I was used to seeing him off and on all week and it’s been very different not having him nearby. I don’t think I’ll ever really be used to this.
I hadn’t seen Matthew since I had Jesse in the hospital until this weekend. Other than the time I spent in Utah for a bit 12 years ago, this is the longest I’ve ever gone without seeing him. I didn’t realize until I saw him how much I’d missed him, how much he means to me and how good it is to have him around in person. He is so funny, and we always have so much to talk about.
We went over to my parents house last night for dinner and to visit for a while and I got a few pictures while we were there. I should have gotten some in front of a Christmas tree or decoration, but didn’t even think to. I have to do that next time:-)!
Here is Matthew with Jesse.
My dad, Matthew and Jesse.
Pop Pop with Hanna and Jesse.
Pop Pop, Joe and Jesse. My dad looks tired in this picture (he probably is) and Jesse looks crazed with his hair sticking straight up and the way he’s cutting his eyes to the side—Joe looks cute though.
My mom and Hanna.
Jamie gave Jesse this Little Nutbrown Hare stuffed animal my mom has and he loved playing with it. He was entertained by it for about a half hour.
We had a good time visiting with one another and I’m glad we all got the chance to be together. We don’t do it often enough. Family is truly the most important thing to me and I am so thankful for each of them.