This blog is dedicated to the memory of my son Brian, who died at 31 from a blow to the head.
Here, I'm attempting to recreate his story.
Our second Christmas in Oregon, 2003. Brian is fully grown, 23 years old, taller than his father, his brother. Young Jasmine just turned eight. All that stuff in front of us is sand, not snow!
The baby -- who stood tallest.
I have a 23 year old Baby now... Although she has a Baby sister that is 21... sometimes she seems like the Baby and not in a bad way :)Brian has such a kind face.