Today my little brother would have been 35. He died on December 16th 2010 after getting a sickness bug. He had an incurable disease, Friedrich’s Attaxia, and his body had failed him for so long.
David was a highly intelligent young man, but to me, he was my cheeky, “little” brother. When he was a kid he had a thing for skateboards, before his illness robbed him of the ability to enjoy such pleasures.
His death was a huge shock for my entire family. He was 29. A couple of months after he died this song popped into my head and it felt like he was letting me know he was OK now, doing everything he had been unable to when he was confined to his wheelchair.