Sunday, January 23, 2011

With Owens' upcoming nuptials I'm getting to see more and more of he and Kyle. Which I love. We've always been super close, but as we've gotten older, started jobs, moved to different places and begun new families of our own, our time together hasn't been quite as frequent. Friday night a dinner party was held for Trenholm and Owens and it provided an opportunity for the three of us to spend some time together. 

Friday night I was reminded of just how much I love Owens and Kyle. And how much they mean to me. Don't get me wrong, I don't need a lot of reminding, they are both big parts of my heart. But Friday night I realized the things I love about them most.  

I love Owens' tender heart. He is one of the most caring people I know. He's thoughtful. He's sensitive. He's got an enormous heart. He opens doors for everyone. He smiles at everyone. He's the guy that helps old ladies carry out their groceries. He's the one who stops to make sure the confused guy gets unconfused. He's literally, and I mean literally, the guy who finds a wallet filled with money in the middle of the road and takes it to its proper owner. Literally. He's the one who doesn't like a lot of spotlight or recognition, he would rather recognize someone else. Owens loves with his whole heart and he watches out for and protects those that are near and dear to him. And while he's a big guy, a strong guy, he's not afraid to show and tell those around him just how much they mean to him. 

I love Kyle's honesty. Which is slightly ironic, since he's been known to tell a lie or two. Ha! But I love that Kyle is true to himself and to those he loves. He's not afraid to tell it like it is, but not in a rude way. He's not afraid to admit his mistakes. And he's not afraid to be himself, no matter who's around. He's not a chameleon. He doesn't change just to fit in or seem cool. He is who he is, like it or leave it. He makes me so proud to be his sister. I love that he's so true to himself. And sometimes I wish I were more like him. Sometimes I wish all people were more like him. 

These guys mean the world to me. And while there are still times they aggravate me or make me mad. I love them. And while there are still times they might hurt my feelings a little or disappoint me. I love them. Because there are many, many, many more times where they make me smile and laugh and just beam. And I will always be so proud to be their sister. 

1 comment:

Kathy Hardison said...

Such a sweet, heartfelt post! ly