100 Things About Me – #6

Growing up, I almost always shared a birthday party with my younger brother, Timothy. Our birthdays were 3 days apart, and it just made sense that we celebrate together. I don’t recall ever wishing I could have my own day without him. As a matter of fact, my 19th birthday was the hardest ever. This was the first one I celebrated without him.

Timothy passed away 14 years ago at the age of 15 due to a genetic disease called Duchenne Muscular Dystropy. I wasn’t sure whether to share this with you all, but if any day is a good one to share it, it is today. Today is his birthday!

Happy Birthday, dear brother!



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