uncle johnny

i remember him as a teenager. vaguely. but i do.

then years later he became my brother. he was shy. he was sweet. we loved him.

and years went by. and the lines between brother-n-law and brother became blurred.

he became my brother. he became my friend. he became my sister's strength. my family's strength. my strength.

he makes me laugh. he makes my family laugh. he makes my child giggle with joy.

he also lectures me a lot. does not allow boob comments on my blog. or construction workers in my house. and if i date you, he will do a background check.