Precious!

Today we picked my big brother up at college. The minute we got in the car my mom and I questioned him about his girlfriend. We wanted to know everything.

Mom: It sounds like you really like her, yeah?

Henry: Mom, I'm in love.

Mom: Honey, that's great. Do you say "I love you"?

Henry: Yeah, all the time.

Sitting in the back seat of the car, I studied his angular, scratchy and unshaven face, the face I haven't seen since Christmas. I missed his subtle, dry humor and his deep caveman voice more than I had thought. And it absolutely melted my heart to hear my big brother say that he is in love.