I spoke to my brother the other day while he was state side (He works and lives in Kuwait but was on leave for the holidays) and he told me a story that I cannot help but share.

My brother, sister-in-law, and two nephews were pulling into the airport hotel to check in and pulled up behind another car. The car in front of them was rocking back and forth; the person in the driver side was hitting the person in the passenger side over and over again. My brother could tell that the driver was a man but could not discern the gender of the person sitting in the passenger seat. My brother pulls around the car and looks in; the person in the passenger side was a woman; the womans nose was bloodied. My brother pulls in front of the car and put his in park. He opens his door, gets out, goes to the other car and yells at the man to stop. My brother told me that he expected the man to turn on him, but the man just stared, bewildered. The woman was saying, “no,no, no, no”.  My brother looked around, maybe to find an officer but there was no one around. My brother stood there until the car left; obviously he cannot do anything about what happened once they got home.

He told me that he just could not sit there and let something like that happen; he could not let his boys think that its okay to just sit there and just let something like that happen.

My brother is older than me, and I have always looked up to him. He is my best friend and my hero.