On sibling relationships (an ode to my brother) (sorta)

At the end of July, I traveled to Alaska, where my brother has been stationed in the Air Force for the past few years.It was the first time I’d been the one traveling to see him since flying out to San Antonio for his basic training graduation.

The sheer beauty and awesomeness of Alaska aside, the trip provided me with insight into his life (and me and our relationship) that I never would have gotten otherwise.

In college during a psychology class, the professor mentioned that your siblings...