Even If I Had a Choice

I think of you often. I miss you more than I admit even to myself. I regret that we are not closer, that we don't have opportunity to visit more than two or three times a year. I wish there was more I could do to show you that I love you.

But I am so happy for the love you've found. And I am so proud of the life you've built. And I am joyous at the thought of your family growing some day.

Happy birthday, my brother. I love you.