one person for each turn of the earth. one trip around the sun.
as many words as times i've taken the ride.
Sunday, February 3, 2008
34/366: Jon
My brother-in-law and I never liked each other, but one thing we always shared: butting heads with my dad. After his death, we began to see how alike we are. Now we share private jokes. I love him for being my sister’s rock. And he is the brother I never had.
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