They met at the climbing gym. Which is fitting, because Elliot’s been catching my sister ever since.

She was up on the wall, reaching for holds, doing her thing. And he didn’t just watch from the floor. He got on the mat. He learned the routes. He stayed through every fall, every “take,” and every early-morning session.

My sister is stubborn, competitive, and terrible at asking for help. Elliot signed up for all of it. That says everything.

So here’s to you two. May you always have good grip, solid anchors, and someone ready when you slip.

To [Sister] and Elliot.