How do I start....

Probably by the time I post this it will be the anniversary of my brother, Steve's birthday. He would have been 69 . Even though this year has brought me many joys it has been the roughest year of my life. I like to keep my blog positive and fun but this is the time to let you see how I feel a little... Most of you know my husband fought off cancer this year and it was a hard battle that he has won and we are so thankful for that. But at the same time I was slowly losing my older, but not oldest brother.

Even though growing up, in our family we were all jokers and loved to laugh, Steve was the best at jokes and good stories. He had a tough time with school work but was well liked, handsome, could work on cars and loved gymnastics. Everybody...especially the girls...liked Steve. After he got married at 18 he would come by and talk for hours about what he had been doing. I was always amazed that with all the close calls with power lines while tree trimming, brush fires, driving and boat adventures, he was never seriously hurt.....until 8 years ago when he was on a motorcycle trip. That was almost the end then. I am thankful it was not even though it is what led to his death. I got 8 more years of shared stories, shared additions to our families and shared love and respect for each other. No one knows you like a sibling does.....Not much else I can say but I love you Steve and will keep you in my heart ...til we meet again....I think I will call Neale and Nate tomorrow.