A River Runs Through It

My brother, Ryan, working the fields with me in Africa. (2008)

I can’t explain the relationship between 2 brothers.  I have 3 older brothers.  Each of them unique in their own way.  My brother Justin – a solid person…an unwavering friend, consistently successful and generous, a genuine father and husband, true to his upbringing but brilliant in his own right.  My brother Brandon – the athlete, hidden genius, lives on the edge and never looks back, a real G.Q.  My brother Ryan…I don’t know how to put words to this guy.  I’m very close to him – spite any life circumstance, distance or mood.  We’re only 1 1/2 years apart, so naturally we’ve experienced a lot of life together.  Yesterday (July 17th) was Ryan’s birthday.  I called to wish him a happy birthday, and although I didn’t mention it to him on the phone I had just got done watching the movie “A River Runs Through It.”  The Movie hit me hard – for some obvious reasons, other reasons just hang above me like smoke and I can’t quite figure it out.  I recommend the movie to anyone – it’s a brilliant but intense movie.  My favorite line in the move was this, “I loved my brother completely, without completely understanding him.”