Imagine a yard filled with flowers, vines and trees. There is a water fountain and a large pot filled with water that the mother deer brings her triplets to drink out of. She was born here, one of a pair of twins and she knows this is a safe haven.
I know it too.
This is my brother's yard. He takes good care of those people and animals he loves. His decisions are humane, kind, and comforting, but he is no push over. He stands up for what he believes is right. I trust him.
He took such good care of our old neighbors, who were like surrogate parents around him, that they actually lived in his house at different times before they died of old age. He also cared for his wife's sister when she needed help and he will care for me if I become incapacitated.
I do not plan on that happening. I expect to live a long and healthy life and then hopefully just die in my sleep at some unexpected moment, but if that doesn't happen I want someone who knows when to pull the plug and he is it.
He's my brother and he is one of the best.
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