Help with Job hunt

Today I had a lovely phone call from my older brother Michael.  I haven't kept in touch with Mike as much as I wish I would have, but since my father's passing we have become closer and I am so thankful for that.  There can always be some sorrow for the time that has been missed, but instead I am so grateful for the time we have made up and especially for the phone calls we have had.

Today he suggested that I apply at TSA for a job.  That is something I hadn't even thought of so I looked up and they have an opening.  It will be quite a process, but it will also be a very good job.  I am excited to apply and I don't think I would ever of thought of applying there so I am especially grateful to Mike for suggesting it.  

I thought I would include some pictures of Mike-they aren't from time we have spent together, they are some of his family and some that remind me how much fun I had with Mike growing up.

This is a Michael I know to be his funny, stubborn and humorous side.  He can be very funny.

This is from one of my dad's birthday dinners at Chuck A Rama. I don't really like crowds much so I used to go, set down and just watch my family intermingle with one another.

This fire picture reminds me of how many times we (Mike and I) would go fishing, hiding our home made poles along the creek, talking, laughing and he was an amazing teacher for me.  I learned how to catch and clean the fish.  I learned how good a fresh trout is as it is cooked up on a fire.  I learned how patient and loving he is.  Those are memories I truly cherish about my brother.  Even on our phone calls of today, we have shared some of the memories that camping and fishing over the years have given.

This is my brother and his wife Jonna.  I don't know her well, life just hasn't afforded me to really get to know her, but what I do know is she is kind and caring and I think she must be a lot of fun because Mike would need someone to be fun in his life.  

This is Mike with his TSA team.  I actually got this picture from Facebook so I don't know if it is his going away celebration, but I like the picture.  

I don't know all about my brother, but I do know and am grateful for, his caring and his loving attitude.  You don't have to talk really often to feel loved.  I know my brother loves me and I am so grateful for that.  I know I could call him anytime if needed and he would be helping me out if at all possible.  That is comforting and I am grateful for him.  I am truly blessed.