My twin brother died 7 years ago today and I don’t talk about that enough. I’d thought that by now I would have figured out these feelings, or somehow crossed this seemingly boundless expansion of grief, but every year remains a new hill to climb. What I can say is that amongst so many terrible, and so many beautiful feelings, more than anything I feel grateful; for so many new places, people and experiences. For the depth of life, and depth of love that I’ve been able to feel that I know now isn’t in spite of, but because of. For the joy, success and peace I’ve found. For those I’ve spent time with, learned from, and the few good friends I can count on my hands. Here’s to you. Here’s to 30. Here’s to life - not to be spent but acquired. Onward, with love ❤️🔥
