My brother Bob, who was a caregiver of my Mom alongside me, turns 62 today.
I remember my Bob riding me on his bicycle on the driveway of our house on Mitchell St. Bobby who would go out back and make a snow fort for me to play in, Bobby who was always there for me.
I’m blessed to have him in my life.
I am happy that he sees 62 today, as I know that his health often has me worried for him. I know the bittersweet quality to today~it’s his first birthday without Mom. We were on the phone this morning and talked about that. We are glad she is gone and we know where she is at, but still, you miss the person who brought you into the world.
Everyday I have my Bob, I am blessed. He is a great guy and I am thankful he is my brother.
Sto Lat, Bob!
Below-a shot of Bob and his oldest son, Matt, when he got his Master’s degree this past summer at Millersville University