Dinner with the brother. With a hankering for Mexican we downed Shirley Temples and freshly made tortilla chips. We laughed, we caught up, we enjoyed our time together. I love talking to my brother. He always listens and engages with me. When I talk, his eyes are always on me. We can literally talk for hours and it's always hard saying goodbye. I can talk to him about anything and he gets it. He gets me. I have some very wonderful best friends, but my brother... God love him.