The other night I was chatting with my sister Ali and in our discussion I realized that I learned unconditional love from Sean. Talk about a great moment!

We were talking about family. I stated that with family members where there is unconditional love you can get mad at each other and it is okay. Sean and I were 4 ½ years apart. We did torture each other at times. There were the occasional yelling matches of “I HATE YOU”, but if someone else looked at that boy sideways they had to deal with me. We could be in the middle of a stupid sibling fight and “not talking”, but let one of us start crying the other was there. It was okay.

When Sean was stationed in Germany and applying for Physician Assistant program. He needed his transcripts and he couldn’t get them. I got the pleading little brother call to drive up to Michigan State and pick them up. Not a problem at all as I love East Lansing, Michigan. After running to several different departments and shelling out a couple of hundred dollars to cover parking tickets, book fees and who knows what else I got his transcripts. When I talked to him that night I was screeching like a fishermen’s wife. The thing is once he did the “I love you and thank you” we were fine. That is what families do. Would I do it again? I sure would.

I am so grateful for having the honor of having that boy/man in my life. I miss him, but can’t help smiling when I think of him and all that he taught me.