My older sister is 9 years my senior, so when she started dating what would be my future brother-in-law, I was only about 12 years old. Which has given me LOTS of time to get to know him. And it didn’t take long for me to know that I hit the jackpot when it came to brother-in-laws.
Keith is smart. In fact, I like to say that he’s the third smartest person I know (behind my dad and mom). He’s kind and funny. He’s thoughtful and selfless. He’s a great listener. Sometimes, I say I love him more than I love my sister! 🙂
In some ways, you could say Keith saved my life. My brother-in-law is a Pathologist at a hospital in San Diego and, though he doesn’t have an M.D. after his name, we still consider him a doctor. When I gave birth to my daughter, I experienced serious complications. I was essentially hemorrhaging and no one knew why. I visited the hospital twice in as many days and the doctors were unable to help me. My mom called Keith, described what was happening and immediately he said, “Tell the doctors to look for a retained placenta.” 2 hours later, I was off to the O.R. to have surgery for what was officially diagnosed as a retained placenta. I credit Keith in doing what no doctor could do for me that day.
And so, on this day, what is my sister and brother-in-law’s 23rd anniversary, and when I realize that they’ve been married for more than half my life, I know how blessed I am that my sister, whom I love dearly, chose Keith to be her husband. Because I get to be able to call him my brother-in-law.