How Time Goes By....

I am sitting on the couch and looking back over the years. I remember my "little" brother Michael playing at the corner of our driveway on 231 Sunshine Dr in Bolingbrook, IL. I think he was 3 or 4 then. He had white blonde hair. It was curly around the back and his body frame was so small. He wasn't allowed to play in the corner of the driveway because he would create a mud hole with a cup full of water and his favorite Tonka trucks. He couldn't say, "dirt", so he said, "durt". It was sooo cute. He always got in trouble, but my favorite picture over the years is him looking up from his mud hole with specks of dirt all over his precious face. He was adorable then and still is today.

In two weeks my "little" brother is getting married. I couldn't be more happy for him and his fiance', Becca. It's hard to know how the time flew. I can only imagine how my loving parents must feel. Michael will also be 30 this coming May...What??? 

I am just so proud of Michael, his accomplishments, his love for his family and the man he has become. I have always adored Michael and been a bit more protective than I probably should have. It is a little strange taking on a new role with him as Becca becomes the woman who protects him. 

I love Michael so much and the family I call "The Freelands". I have been blessed beyond measure. My parent's story is truly one of a Miracle from God. 

Today I am thankful for who I am and the roots I have.