Throughout the years, there have been a few simple gestures that have stuck with me for one reason or another. The one that gets me the most was when there were no words spoken at all... just some improvised sign language.
When there is incliment weather that could or could not lead to tornadoes, we get toned out and spread throughout our response area. One such night, there were no tornadoes, but instead there were microbursts that tipped a massive oak over the road. Since this tree was in the path of our forward travel to our destination, we pulled over and requested fire. As the engine rolled by us, I saw my older brother Rick look out the window and first point at me, then point to his head and then mouth the words "now". Alas, he was telling me to put my helmet on. Why? Because he loves me.
Now this might not be a big deal to most, but Rick is not usually one to show affection or concern. I mean we all KNOW he cares, he just rarely shows it. Very much the introvert. So for him to so openly fill the big brother role was a bit shocking and yet made me cry all at the same time and think, "He loves me. He really, really loves me."
Every time I think about that, I giggle and I am happy.
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