Spontaneous Dinner Date

Let me tell you a little bit about Matt, my brother. He lives about 5 miles from me, but because of our hectic schedules, I rarely get to see him. Ever since I left home for college, we have been the closest of friends. I know that I could call him and tell him anything, and have, and he will put me in my place, but love me all the same. No judgement, just good old loving. Even though we finally live near each other (which was a dream for both of us for a long time) our time together is rare.

Well, Tuesday I got a phonecall from him inviting me to lunch or dinner, which ever I could swing. I happened to be off that night and Jim was happy to take the kids to Dominos, so our dinner date was set. On the Border was our locale of choice, which ironically was the first place we met for drinks/dinner after I moved here 3 years ago. How sad that it is only every 3 years that we get together just the two of us?

We had a blast. We laughed, talked for 2+ hours about everything from our kids to our jobs to our family and we reminisced about times gone by, and talked about hopes for the future. It was so much fun and it made me realize what a gift I have been given. He is an amazing man who truly adores his family, loves life and seeks to be all that he can be everyday. He is one of the funniest people I know, and I cherish every minute with him. Usually we cry when we see eachother, I can't explain it, but we are both cry babys and if certain subjects arise we are done. Luckily, there were too many laughs between us for the tears to emerge.

Thank you, baby brother for asking me out on a date. I will remember it fondly, and look forward to our next time together. Hopefully it won't be 3 more years before our next one!

I love you Bean!