Bride, groom, two sisters, and Mama — at a cousin wedding circa early 2000s.

An Open Letter to My Brother Two Days Before His Wedding

Dear Christiaan,

I am sitting on a train in Denver that will take me to the airport. I missed the one I should have been on, but I’ll be okay for my flight because I woke up at 6:30am and I can run through the airport if I have to.

I got to Union Station fine, got an iced coffee and some egg biscuit I now don’t want to eat, but the man who…