I am an only child. I've never known the joy, frustration, tears, and love shared with or against a sibling. My husband is the middle child of two brothers. He has spent his entire life looking up to and adoring his older brother. A brother who was always smarter, stronger, and even more favored by their father. Even into their adult life, my husband always valued his brother's opinion over anyone else's. Including mine (before we were married). My husband, Scott, was older when we met and got married. His brother, Wayne, had married quite young and joined the Navy....