Day 113 my favourite family member

is, or rather, was, my little brother. He died 10 years ago, before he was 30. We, his family, always thought it was pretty miraculous that he made it to that great age. :) Beset by many medical complications all his life, and robbed of the full mental faculties he was born with because of those, and despite the effects of his ill-health on the family dynamics, he nevertheless brought lots of sunshine and happiness into our lives. It is his birthday this Sunday. I love you, little bro, rest in peace.

A HAPPY 5 YEAR OLD BROTHER