Don't read this one Mom. You might want to skip it too Milla.
Today should be my brothers 29th birthday but he died when he was only 18. I wasn't sure if I should or even could talk about him here but today it seemed appropriate. He was my best friend and I miss him.
I only have a couple pictures of us together. This was at our cousins wedding. Let's see I think I was 19 so that's make him 15. This one my Mom took when she was going to some kind of reunion and wanted to show us off. I think we were 17 &13.
One time he was getting a glass of watter and he pulled the last glass out of the cupboard but it had bit of stuff stuck to it so he went to get a fresh one out of the dishwasher and he held it up like it was a treasure and said in a ringing voice,"And I have found such a glass and I said unto it you are clean and good". He was crazy that way. I still laugh when I think of that.
When he was little I used to read books to him. I started with Bunnicula and The Celery Stalks at Midnight by Debora Howe. We kept up the habit as we got older reading to each other. We read the whole Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy series by Douglas Adams, and The Talisman by Stephen King and Peter Straub (he hated reading the part that makes me cry), and we read The Hobbit by J.R.R Tolkien which cracked us up because if you read it the right way some of the language is very suggestive. 18 years was not long enough. Sometimes I'm very angry with him for not being here and not knowing his Niece or Brother in law. But mostly I just miss him and the way he made me laugh.