The time when I lived under the same roof as my siblings was so fleeting.
I have two younger brothers. One is in undergrad, living an hour from us. The other is in medical school, married to one of the most creative women I’ve met, and they live just a few blocks away. This is the shortest, sweetest season when we all live close together as adults. In just a year, they will both undoubtedly move far away.
I spent my teen years ambivalent towards or annoyed with my brothers. But as we’ve become adults, my admiration for them has swelled probably more than they know. I will fiercely protect and defend them. I love the strong, funny, gutsy, competitive and sensitive men they are becoming. So, the casual dinners together, the board games, the helicopter-flying, and stories of college and hospitals and art classrooms? They’re my favorite times of the week.
When the big snow came, they bundled Evie up to build a massive snowman. Later, my brother and sister-in-law slept over at our house when their power went out.
Having family near by? It is a sweet, sweet gift.
Watching them love their niece and nephew? Dream come true.
photographs by my sister-in-law, Katelyn.