
My big brother Jason holding my sister's baby, Libby. Jason is a master of disguise. He puts on a hard and comedic front, but he is soft and kind. I think he is a lot like my father in this way. I imagine that time will soften him more and more, just as it has my father. I remember him holding my hand when I first held his son, when my mother had bypass surgery and when I got my second tattoo. These moments alone with him are the ones I cherish.
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