My biggest little brother was born on March 12, 1986.
That was the first day I was a sister.
Being only 22 months apart, Keith was my first friend.
He has been my friend longer than anybody else.
We’ve always been an outdoorsy kinda family, and many of my first memories are of being in the woods with my little brother.
We still love to be outdoors, and I still love going camping with him.
He married a beautiful girl that I’m lucky to call my sister, and they both make me laugh.
Last year they had a beautiful baby girl, whom they named Molly.
Its fun to watch your sibling become a parent. He is such a good dad.
Thanks for being my friend, little brother. I miss you and love you more than you know.