My Baby Brother and I were best friends, typical arguments between siblings but always made up & back together having each other’s backs. His injury took so much away from him that he worked so hard to get to & changed him tremendously, which I understood once I thought about it & putting myself in his shoes, but he kept fighting & bounced back as much as able. I love & miss you everyday & just wish I could give you a hug as we always did. My brother survived 8 brain surgeries, and half of his brain being removed and lived several years after being shot in the head until he fell and hit his head in the shower one day and sadly he couldn’t fight those injuries… He was a strong man who we love and miss dearly and a donor.
