My brother's birthday

December 22

If my brother were still alive, he’d be 48 years old today.

Odd that he’d be 2 years from 50.

Difficult to also face that he’s been gone for 5 years this February.

In 1 1/2 years, I’ll be as old as he was when he passed away.

I often find myself wondering what it would be like have a conversation with my brother now, from his side of eternity—what he would say, what perspective or insight he would have now, how he may have changed, etc.

We never got along. Ever. We were so different. Our personalities clashed. Our relationship was also very tumultuous.

At this Christmastime, I simply hope that he is at peace. At rest. Content.

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