So, it is weird to write this blog because it is weird to consider this a momentous day but for those who know me, you will understand why.
I had a brother who was less than 2 years old than me -- loved him dearly. We fought like cats and dogs a lot but we were incredibly close partially because we were so different in some ways but so similar in others. He was a truly amazing person and one that will always influence who I am ...
As you may or may not be able to tell by reading this post, he is sadly no longer with us. He passed away unbelievably 13 years ago ... can it be that long? It seems odd that it has been so long. He died suddenly in a car accident.
Anyway, yesterday was his birthday. Birthdays and the anniversary of his death have always been super hard on me. I am an emotional person so days like that can be gut wrenching. Anyway, yesterday was the first time since he died that I did not cry on his birthday. I thought about him a lot as I always do but I did NOT cry. I did not feel the shot gun hole in my chest like I sometimes do. I did not feel the debilitating pain ... I felt some sadness but also some relief that I can finally think about my brother without falling to pieces.
It may seem like nothing to you but that is progress to me ...
Rest in peace, Danny. I know I finally am at peace.
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