My brother Bob celebrated his 73rd birthday every week in the past, the final 16 of which have been celebrated in Heaven, and on Earth by these of us he left behind. I used to be the oldest of 5 brothers. Bob was second.

Due to the closeness of our ages and different household dynamics, Bob and I have been very shut. His early demise was a horrible blow. As I posted a memorial message on Fb, I used to be unexpectedly overcome, sobbing aloud as I typed how a lot I miss him each day.