My Older Brother

I have an older brother. He is two years older than I, and I have a great deal of respect for him. Several years ago, at Christmas, he suggested that we all write the answers to five questions. I asked him why he suggested this, and he told me. I don't have his permission to share the reason, so I won't. Here are the questions:

(1) What is my life's motto?

(2) What do I want (our youngest nephew) to write on my tombstone?

(3) What was the most interesting thing I did last year?

(4) What is the most interesting thing I will do this year?

(5) What will I be doing five years from now and where? (Be specific...he wants to know what kind of car I will be driving, if I will have a dog and what breed.)

The questions make us stop and think about what we did and what we are going to do. The bad thing is he keeps the answers from last year and asks if we were true to our list. He holds us (me) accountable. Thinking about these sorts of things is worthwhile. I'm glad we do it.


By the way, it may not be the most interesting thing I do this year, but I am going to see Mt. Rushmore. (Or,as we describe it...the heads.) I said I was going last year, but this year I will be true to my word. If you want to go with me, let me know. If not, maybe I'll write about it when I get back.

I'm glad people ask questions...and hold us accountable. I'm more glad that I have an older brother.