Today is my big brother's 40th birthday. My brother, Jesse, was my first influence in life when it came to trying to figure out how to be in the world. For my first decade of life, that pretty much meant following him around trying to do absolutely everything that he did. He taught me how to tie my shoes, how to make people laugh, and how to spend a perfectly splendid day just building things with Legos. I really don't know how people get through life without siblings, and I'm so grateful for the one I got. Here's an early memory I still treasure deeply: When Jesse was ten and I was seven, we did something really naughty. I don’t remember what it was. But it was so bad, the parents doled out the harshest punishment: they took the T.V. away. Rather than just leaving it turned off, or unplugged, they actually lugged it into the garage so that there was no chance of our stealing cartoon moments with it. Undaunted, my brother came up with a
"In the midst of winter I found in me an Invincible Summer." - Camus ...On exploring strength in its many forms: strong people, strong writing, strong curiosity, obsessions, stances, and loves. Strength as a concept wide enough to encompass fear, truth, vulnerability, and joy.