On Christmas morning, I opened many presents. But today, all I remember are my yellow towels. The yellow towels that YOU gave me. Every Christmas you listened, surprised and overwhelmed everyone with your thoughtful and extravagant gifts.
No one knew that was your last Christmas with us here on Earth.
No one expected you to die after only 28 years.
So many times I’ve come out of the shower and wrapped myself in my yellow towel and just cried. Cried because I miss you so much, my little brother.
And now, 8 years later, I still cry. But I also smile. I know life is short. But I know it’s good. I know you listened and set an example of no regrets. I try to follow your example as I feel you hugging me. Hugging me in my