Here it is again, my brother’s birthday. Though I miss him every day & think of him often. Today amplifies all of that more.
Not only was he my brother, he was a close friend, & one of the few family members that really cared about me.
I am forever grateful & blessed that he choose me to confide in. Plus his the only person that has ever validated our abusive childhood, or understood the sacrifices.
I was always proud of him, in every thing that he did. Despite our awful childhood, he became a good man.