Today my little brother would’ve turned 31 years old. What a youngster! I’m nearly 50 so to me he’s a baby:) He’ll always remain 11 years old to us, that’s the age he was when he died, and he’ll always have a special spot in our hearts:)

I like to imagine him having a great time with mom and my grandparents and all our relatives that have passed away while waiting for the rest of us. I like to imagine him smiling, void of pain and disease, and completely happy.

Happy B-day Fanu from your family still left here on earth! We’ll meet again someday- hopefully not too soon;) Love you, little brother.