Brother.

Hey.

Haven't talked to you in, Jesus, three-and-half years now. I gotta admit, bro', you totally caught me by surprise when you went along with Dad's craziness. Especially after we talked about what he did with our Uncle, and our Grandmother. Shit, dude. He didn't talk to THEM for 15, 18 years apiece. The same thing over two generations.

And now, of course, it's three.

What bothers me most, though, is that you know that I think he's a good person with problems, not a bad person overall. But you still made the decisions you did. Other people have explained to me why, but their reasoning seems so sad and small and petty. What a waste of time and potential joy. Anyway.

If I could saying anything to you today, brother, I'd just say:

Happy 40th birthday.

Love to all. Even you, Josh.