California

So my brother Matt is moving to San Diego tomorrow. Last year this time I probably wouldn't have given it too much thought. You see, Matt and I have only really gotten along with each other since approximately August 2008. You are probably thinking that I am exaggerating but you would be wrong. Matt and I had a few good years back in the beginning (good ol' '83) but then he says I started to talk. haha. Other than a few precious times when we would both be in a good enough mood to just not care about disliking each other, we steered clear or fought like crazy - seldom reaching a happy medium. So just before I decided to move to Utah, Matt and I mysteriously started not only getting along, but actually kind of enjoying each other's company. It took effort on both our parts as these things usually do and of course we have had some arguments, but not the fights we used to have and not nearly as often.

There are oh so many reasons for our relationship being what it was and what it is, reasons I won't be getting into here, I'm just really happy that things have changed. I think we are starting to get to know each other because I don't think either of us really ever cared to do that before and we are finding out things that make getting along together easier. Things like we both care if the other is hurt by someone they date or maybe we have a pretty similar approach to movie watching. Maybe this all sounds like it's not a big deal, but it is a really big deal. It is so far removed from where we have been and I always wanted things to change in this way. I didn't like not liking him.

So here we are. He's moving away. It's a good thing for him to do, though. He needs to get out of here and figure things out and try to be a responsible person without being confronted by all his past mistakes. He's grown a lot over the last few years and I wish him all the best.

I'm just gonna miss him.