i am the third child of seven.
before me was kasi and then conwey.
conwey is my older brother by two years.
yesterday he turned still older...than me.
i hope he had a great day.
i remember him as a ball-er. :) it's true. he always played ball. football, basketball, baseball.
he was very good too. i loved going to his games. i loved watching and cheering (quietly of course.)
i loved that he was older and had very good looking friends. i even dated some of those friends.
he always watched out for me. older brothers have a protective calling. they have to, they want to, look after their little sisters. i know i was blessed on many occasions because he took care of me.
he was a good example. served a mission. wrote me letters. went to the temple. let me borrow his car at college. (even when he didn't realize i was borrowing his car as he lay sleeping.)
he is a good example. he's a good father. he takes care of his family. he buys his wife diamonds :)
he has a strong testimony.
i love him.
happy birthday conwey.
xoxo
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