Reconciliation with my brother

We hadn't spoken properly in four years. Long story, dumb story; it started with an argument about our father's money and ended with neither of us willing to be the first to call. I called yesterday. He picked up on the second ring like he had been waiting. We talked for two hours. We cried. We laughed about something our mother used to say. He is going to come and meet his nephew next month. The nephew is three. Thank you to everyone who has been praying about this. I had given up at least twice. Pray for our follow-through — for the second call, the third, the slow rebuilding of an old room with new furniture. #thanksgiving #family