On necklaces from brothers.
This year I had the pleasure of seeing both of my brothers on or around my birthday. And, in a funny piece of coincidence, they both gave me beautiful necklaces. Ryan, my youngest brother, brought me a beaded necklace back from a recent trip to Ghana. Reid, the middle child, gave me a necklace he made (that still smells like his patchouli). I like to wear them at the same time, along with my North Carolina necklace. It reminds me of home, of family, and of sweet brothers.
