My brother is a Catholic priest.
I am an atheist.
He weighs 350 pounds and smuggles candy bars into his room.
I was anorexic in high school and a compulsive overeater in college.
He drove six hours to see me the night before my Ironman.
I would walk across hot coals for him.
He probably prays for me.
I invite him on bike rides and walks with me.
We love each other and will break bread on Christmas Eve.
5 comments:
Wow. That's great you 2 have such respect for each other despite coming from such different walks of life.
Gotta love family. It's wonderful that you're so close even though your lives have taken very different paths.
Great to have a relationship like that. Always nice to have someone in your family you can confide in. I hope everything else is a little better with the other brother.
Isn't it grand how siblings so different can still love one another so much? (I have three sisters...each of us think the other three are nuts!) :-)
Sounds like a beautiful relationship.
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