Tomorrow is my birthday. I had celebrated 65 of my birthdays with my brother, Johnny. Tomorrow will be the fifth birthday that I was unable to celebrate with Johnny since he died . Every year, for a long time, he would buy me a blue hyacinth plant for my birthday and I would plant them in my backyard on Long Island or later in Northern New Jersey. He often would also bring me a blueberry pie as it was my favorite pie.

I miss my hyacinths and blueberry pies on my birthday. My birthdays have never been the same. I will miss my brother tomorrow and every day for the rest of my life. I would give anything, anything at all, to have my brother back even for just one minute.