Birthday Blues

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Ah hell, I just got a mild case of the birthday blues. Don’t you hate that?

Missing my brother as I stand on the steps of 40 years old and the anniversary of his death.
Is it possible that it’s been 16 years? Amazing how grief can sneak up on you even after all that time.

I read the lyrics to this song at his funeral. I love this version of it.

I’m off to cry for a bit then shake it off and get ready for birthdaypalooza weekend…