Today my baby brother turned 26 years old. What???!!! 26??? When did that happen? He was born when I was just 14 years old and I remember so clearly what he looked like as a baby. I even remember what the moon looked like the night he was born. Knowing he's now 26....now THAT makes me feel old...older than my own birthdays make me feel.
Today would also have been Dad's birthday. Sadly Dad's been gone over 9 years now. That doesn't seem possible either. He sure loved sharing his birthday with Levi. So, October 1st, a day once celebrated in our family, has become a little bittersweet, with Dad gone and Levi still struggling to get his life on the right track.