No, this isn’t about Wave inviting me to join the review team at her blog. Although I AM tickled pink and looking forward to it big time (albeit I’m a little worried about being *cough* serious *cough*).

This is actually about my family.

Families can be one of the greatest mysteries of life and a number of us go through the gamut of emotions – angry, happy, sad, bewildered, embarrassed, exasperated to name a few – when it comes to our nearest and dearest.

Some of the partially invisibles who annoy visit me here know my Mumma reads my posts and occasionally adds her two cents, especially when there is an opportunity to lecture me.

Yes, she knows I read m/m fiction and, no, I’ve yet to convince her to try it. *note to self – give her some menage to read*

She is pretty terrific… and then there is my brother (my only sibling)…

My baby brother and I don’t always see eye to eye and we tend to argue and get upset when we think the other is being critical.

This doesn’t mean we fight a lot about each other’s dislikes and likes, opinions and beliefs. We tend to either scratch our heads or be quietly amused at the things the other does.

This is, of course, the perfect segue into my bragging story…

Yesterday both my Mumma and my baby brother visited me.

I was busily helping Wave answer the storm of comments resulting from yesterday’s post and, because she’d read it, Mumma was also very interested.

All of a sudden my brother asked what kind of menage we were talking about, why were some of the readers pissed off, what were the epublishing trends, whether any authors wrote m/f/f, etc, etc. It was a great discussion.

I knew he was vaguely – very vaguely; he is a typical Aussie bloke after all *g* – aware of my love of m/m fiction, yet I never really thought he’d taken much interest in what I might have said or indicated in passing.

So, yeah, maybe we don’t always get each other, but we love each other to death.

For me, this is never more the case then when he takes me completely by surprise with his absolute acceptance of me and my life.

Love you lots baby brother.