Happy Birthday, My Brother

Today is my brother’s birthday. Time flies. I remember he treated us a dinner on his birthday when he was discharged from the hospital last year. He told the doctors he is determined to leave hospital on that day because he wanted to celebrate his special day with us. I am sure in his mind, he didn’t want to spend his special day in the hospital and he rather travel for another 200 km just to be with us. I mean, who in their right mind would want to spend their day with dying people, right? But I am glad he came home on that day because it was the last birthday we ever celebrated with him. Happy Birthday, my dearest brother. Thank you for coming back on that very day.