How I Met My Brother
A couple of weeks ago I shared that I would be meeting my brother (one of 3) for the first time EVER! His name is John and he is #2 in the line up of us four children. I met my other two brothers 10 years ago, but for whatever reason, I was not able to connect with John. Well, the long awaited and anticipated day was yesterday in Lexington, Kentucky. It was not full of fan fare or hoopla or anything spectacular. We met in the hotel lobby. The hotel where friends and family of the bride and groom are staying this weekend. I arrived at the hotel about 10 minutes before my two brothers. I was standing near the registration desk when the two of them walked in. It was one of those moments that will be forever etched in my memory. The way the two of them looked; the way "new" brother just kind of sauntered in with his cool sunglasses on and white hair defining his looks. I gave Ray a hug and turned to the other one, kind of wondering what to do... do I just hug him or what? I de