My brother John was hit by a car and killed on Christmas morning, 1975. I was with him. He was 8 and I was 11. I found the only picture I have of him. I wanted to post it up here in his memory as a message of love, not sadness.
Be grateful for who you have in your life this Christmas! If you don’t have anyone, treasure a stranger! Treasure a homeless person. Treasure a Veteran. Life is too short, we are gone in a moment.
Don’t wait to let someone know you love them! Let go of petty jealousies, perceived injustices, resentments…Be brave in your love. Be the bigger man or woman. Reach out with gratitude and lovingkindess this holiday! We all know that Christmas is not about Santa Claus, Reindeer, candy canes and Christmas trees. It’s about love.
This is a message of love for you. Don’t wait until it’s too late! That is why I am posting his picture, as a reminder that Christmas isn’t about what you have, it’s who you have in your life. Gods bless each and every one of you today, tomorrow, Christmas, and beyond.
I think John is 1 or 1 1/2 years old in this photo. I am 3 or 3 1/2 and my half brother Joey was 6 maybe?