My brother wasn't in las vegas nv for the weekend, but was in Lake Tahoe. He made it home on Sunday and I got to see him last night at a family birthday party. For some reason, whenever a member of my family travels, I'm on alert. In my subconscious anyway.
It holds true that absence makes the heart grow fonder. I guess on both of our parts. We are both infamous for not answering our cell phones. But when he is gone, we talk more often. Even if it is just for a few nights, we still connect by phone. He does this with our other sister as well.
It's very nice to have a brother. It is even better to have him home.