He's seriously the perfect brother for me. When we were younger, even though I was the little sister by several years (yep, I'm WAY younger! ;)) he not only let me hang around him and his friends, he actually (sometimes) wanted me to!
We had plenty of rooms in our childhood house for everyone to have their own room, but for a lot of fun years, he and I shared one, just because it was a blast! I think we feel asleep laughing most nights for those few years we shared the room. He still makes me laugh like no one else. And besides my Mom, and maybe Fermin, I'd say my brother loves me above and beyond... That very rare, unconditionally love. We can get mad at each other, and get on each other's nerves-- of course!- but I would never, ever question how much he loves me, and vice versa.
|Us. Me, squeezing his face and him, letting me and laughing!|
|I have always loved being next to him!|
I got to hear him speak to a small group of young entrepreneurs at SMU this past week. Of course, it was great. It always is. And I think every time I've heard him, there is a point when he's speaking that he gets flooded with emotion. Sometimes, it's when he mentions his dog, Villy. Sometimes it's when he says something about our Mom. Sometimes, it's when he talks about some big, meaningful moment on his career trajectory. He hates it when he gets like that~ sort of choked up, unable to speak for a moment. But I LOVE it. Because it's those moments when people get to see who he really is. People connect with emotion and heart- And he's got that.
Anyway, I could brag about my brother ad nauseum, but I'm just going to leave it here. He's pretty great.
|Fleetwood and his sweet dog, Villy.|