2002-08-20T12:54:00.000-07:00

26, Life and Death
My first blog, but I need to write, for myself, to the anonymity of cyberspace.

Today I turn 26. I want to try and make it a "happy birthday", for my sake, for my mother's, but it is hard. My thoughts turn instead to my brother. He died in July. He was on a week-long heroin binge celebrating HIS 27th birthday. I knew he was a junkie, I knew his lifestyle would eventually get the best of him. He'd had two brushes with death in the 6 months previous to his passing, once due to cocaine, once to a drunken campfire accident. I deal with it day to day, some days better than others. My mom is not the same, I try to be strong for her as well. In two hours, I will be going to her house for my traditional birthday dinner. I will have to put a smile on my face, and try and hide the tears that have flowed freely all day.

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