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Tomorrow is Brad's Birthday. The change in numbers hits me hard. That different digit in front makes it seem like a big leap away from him, though I know it's not, really. I don't think he would like this new numbr!

For the past few weeks with now "triggers" coming up, it has seemed very fresh. Tears pouring, doubled over pain with no warning or reason I could find. I wondered if anyone else was feeling this.

Miss you so much Brad.

Of course I am his mother so I can picture him safe inside of me because he wasn't born yet.

Mom

it's been a while since i've been on here. the thing is, i had a random dream about you last night. it was halloween and someone had told me you had come back - that you had never died. boy, was i excited of the prospect of seeing you again. i wish you were still here. i miss you a lot. 

If you come across this site, it is never to late to put something here. It has never been to long. We will always welcome anything. Do you know how long it has been since I have seen a new picture of my baby brother? Do you know how long it has been since I have heard his voice, or seen his smile or heard him laugh? Do you know that I still think of him everyday? My life continies to move forward, I smile and laugh and I am living. But I am living without my baby brother and it is a completely different type of living.

 This is  a story that Sarah posted before, but it so funny, and we so need a smile for Brad, that I had to repost it. I hope it is okay Sarah.

Anybody with stories, please share. Something new would be the best.