The Miracle and Gift of Brotherhood

l to r, Dusty, Chad, Chris after Smith Rock Run

The brothers ran together, again together. These grown men with children of their own who now run together, up at the crack of dawn to reconnect the joy of boyhood that’s always down in the heart somewhere.

We had watched the old home movies the night before, those captured bites of colored motion and time, my husband and his brothers as playful little boys in snowball fights and splashing wars and games with Grandpa.

I heard the small clatter in the kitchen at 5:30 a.m. as the brothers stole a mini-breakfast before heading over to Smith Rock for the sunrise run with several hundred other brave early rising runners. I wanted to go, to see it myself and snap that photo at the finish line. But it was more than the early hour that kept me home. This moment was just for the brotherhood, this triangulation of boys that makes its own unique folk sound just like that metal instrument that sings when touched with the wand. The triangle can always beat the call to dinner later.

Back home with stretched legs and aching calves, I saw the boys happy and accomplished and fulfilled. Next year at Smith Rock can be the call. Shouldn’t we all run this race together?

After the run, we all, the brothers and families, headed out for a day full of fishing, swimming, sunning, and barbecue. The brothers’ children then had splashing wars and mudball fights and silly games at the lake.

{Counting One Thousand Gifts~#31-40}:

::brothers running in the early morning::racing numbers::catching little bass and throwing them back::home movies 40 years old::the good family memories::little boy making mud trails on shore::little girl building princess castle of same mud::playing with cousins::grilling burgers::blowing out candles on the cake::

Jaime, Josie, Riess fishing at Haystack

Josie fishing w/ Mt Jefferson in background

JoJo's big catch of the day

cousins fishing

Luke as beachboy

Nick & Levi at Haystack

Dusty shows Riess how to fish

Luke and Riess play at the shore

cousins in the splash war

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9 Responses to The Miracle and Gift of Brotherhood

  1. Reagan says:

    What a beautiful day! I pray my boys will still play together as big grwon up men. That’s a real gift!

  2. Jen says:

    Reagan, that thought was at the back of my mind the whole day; and I pray along with you that my grown kids remain fast friends forever and into eternity! This day was an even greater gift for the mom of those three grown boys (my wonderful MIL), who was also here visiting and probably loving to see her boys still playing together.

  3. Gina says:

    It was so fun to see Chris there, hope he’s recovering quickly! And where were you fishing? The kids have been bugging us to take them…..

  4. Jen says:

    HI Gina! Haystack for the fishing; it’s been our close-by quick place all summer, just 20 minutes from home. Tons of bass, some trout and kokanee salmon, and your kids are sure to catch something nearly every time. This day in the pictures (same day at the race) Josie caught five fish. Would love to head over w/ you guys!

  5. Mandi says:

    I always love what I find when I come visit here! Your blessings remind me of how very blessed I am as well! Thanks beautiful friend, for the reminder. ♥

  6. Jen says:

    Mandi, thank you so much! I need to count the blessing of your encouragement now…

  7. tipper says:

    Love the photos and the brothers too :)

  8. Anna says:

    What a beautiful day of summer happiness!

  9. Oh wow! What an amazing and happy summer your family is having! Many blessings indeed!

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