It's The Stud's birthday. First off, when did we get old? Secondly, I wish I could be with him today. We have been on opposite sides of the world for far too long. (Approximately four years...but who's counting?) He was in Italy serving a mission, I was in Utah and Ohio. Then he came back and I got married. Then he moved to Utah and we moved to Europe. Twice. Can't some siblings catch a break!?
I've said it before and I'll say it again; I want to be as cool as my brother when I grow up. Seriously. No. Seriously. The kid just oozes cool. And suave. And cultured. It's his first semester back at school in nearly FOUR years and he has a four-point. Who does that?! Did I mention he's also working part time? And he's studying to be a pilot? A PILOT! Like, has a legitimate excuse to wear those crazy awesome aviators! Say it with me now, I want to be as cool as The Stud when I grow up...
But really, I am constantly amazed by the capacities of his heart. He just loves people. Like he meets you for the first time and you've got a friend. A rock solid, faithful till the end friend. This guy calls me EVERY morning on his way to work at a golf course. And if we miss a day? He calls on the weekend to make sure he hasn't missed anything. He constantly inspires me to be a better person and to serve God with my whole heart. He's just a stud. And though I highly doubt I'll ever be as cool as him, I am lucky enough to have him as my best friend.
Happy Birthday, Dude!