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He needs no introduction, but I will introduce him anyway. Mister Cooper Galyon. My youngest brother. It probably wasn't 20 minutes after I had walked in the door and dropped my bags, and he was already showing me his powerpoint presentation on China. Let me repeat that. Powerpoint. In 3rd grade. It's only a matter of time before he's giving me pointers on how to edit my vids. That'll be the day ;)

Anyway, he is one of the many reasons my feet touch Kansas soil as frequently as they do. He was 1 year and 1 month old when I moved out and left for Nashville. And as I look at the little man he is becoming, it's almost like he's a tangible reminder of how much life has happened since that move. He could barely walk when I left and now he's capable of launching missiles from a Mac (or at least coming close to it). I hadn't written a single song or driven on the interstate when he was born and now I'm...well...doing alot of both of those things everyday. It's almost like we've grown up together. But apart.

I was so afraid when I decided to move to Nash that Cooper (and Riley) weren't going to know me anymore. I was afraid they'd forget me with time. I thought that someday I might walk in the front door and they wouldn't know who I was. Not in a "I've never seen this person before" kinda way. But more of a "you're just some girl that I'm related to" kinda way. So, much to the dismay of my employer at the time, and contrary to "cool college kid" behavior, I came home ALOT. And I guess I just never stopped. Because I've been in Nashville for almost 8 years now. And today, Cooper called me on my way home from the airport just to tell me he got a new pair of jeans that are "really cool cause they're more fitted in the leg". Now you don't do that to just "some girl".