I wanted to do something special today. I have taken 200 photos and am starting on the last 100. Today I decided to take one just for my brother.
Some time ago, I was writing letters and emails to some people that were important to me. At the time I didn’t think that this was going to be one of the final times I got to say some things like that to my brother. But I mentioned how he used to drive me to school and he even attempted to turn me into a cool kid (not that he had much success there). He replied that that was when we were young and the world was ours.
We were young and bright-eyed and optimistic. We had big ideas and plans. He still had big plans up to the very end. I would venture to guess that many people that have lost loved ones too young have the same kind of memories. So this is to you, the ones who dreamed and lost. To you who keep going on despite the loss. And to you who are still fighting despite it all.