My husband's youngest brother is 17 years younger than him, 15 years younger than me.
I am an only child.
I used to beg for a sibling.
When I began dating my husband, his youngest brother was only 12.
At 16 he came to Alaska to work for the summer, staying with us in our tiny apartment and giving us a chance to spend some extended time together.
Maybe all of those factors conspired, or maybe it's just him, but somehow a deep place in my heart was carved out for my youngest brother-in-law. And since I have no siblings I can only guess that what I feel is some amalgamation of the love one feels for a brother, a nephew, a friend all mixed in to one.Read More