My brother.

I really love my brother.

He was my first friend, and he continues to be one of my favorite people in the world.

He teaches me about loyalty, worship, creativity, passion, ambition, independence, brokenness, resilience, and friendship.

From living with him, I ultimately learned how to live with my husband, how to fight, what's worth fighting about, and how to still love him, even more deeply, on the other side of such conflict.

When something is important to him, it's important to me. But when someone breaks his heart, they break mine, too.

He knows the path to my heart, how to throw me to the ground in laughter, with just a glance. And I am pretty good at making him laugh, too.

I really love my little brother, who somehow grew into an amazing man of integrity and influence, while I wasn't looking.

He should still be fifteen, or something.

I love you, Rob.