"A brother is a friend given by
Nature."
~ Jean Baptiste Legouve
One of my
brothers has the patience of a saint.
Over the years, he has allowed me to enlist him in all types of
projects, from rotating a mattress to cleaning out a car. He doesn't ask a lot of questions. He agrees to do something if he can and then
he arrives on time. Being quite a bit
younger, he also is infinitely more tech savvy than I am, so he developed an
Excel spreadsheet for my Christmas card list and tweaks it for me every year.
Recently, I
had a video Skype call with a colleague, but I was not sure of a couple of
things. My poor brother was stuck in a
hotel room in a blizzard-affected Northeast city. With his usual good cheer, he helped me to
figure out my Skype issues. As it turns
out, my colleague called me on the phone to say that he was having technical
difficulties and would I mind not Skyping.
On a recent
evening, I texted my brother because I needed his help wording something in
language that he knows better than I do.
Before telling him what I needed, I asked him where he was. Still on business travel and at dinner. "Anything I can help with? Skype
issues?" he asked. I told him what it was and
he said he could review it later.
Because I needed to send the communication out immediately, I asked him a couple of
questions, which he immediately answered.
It ended up as these things do -- while he was at dinner, he revised
what I needed to send. These moments
remind me of how very grateful I am for the patience and generous spirit of my
brother, who is a true friend.
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