My baby brother turns 56 tomorrow.
He is my only sibling. We adopted
him when he was two weeks old, and I was 13. The first time I held him I knew
he was an answer to my parents’ and my prayers.
He is married with three grown
children, a son-in-law, a grandchild on the way and another young couple and
their two children unofficially adopted into the family.
But he will always be
my baby brother.
Happy birthday, Little Brudder!
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