Donny’s Birthday

They keep telling me its supposed to get easier with time. I’m still waiting.

This is my baby brother, Donny. We were as thick as thieves. We were each others biggest fans and each others nastiest hecklers. He was my baby doll. He was my first best friend.

I miss him so much. If you are reading this right now and are lucky enough to have your siblings still living.. Go right this minute and hug the day lights out of them. If they push you away and ask you why you’re doing that… Simply say “it’s because Myssie can’t hug her brother like this anymore and I never want to take this for granted.”




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