Tonight we celebrated my brother Christopher's birthday.
To be honest, I don't even know how old he is turning,
he is just alive and doing well and that is all that matters to me.
We had family come to Fox Hill to swim, eat ice cream, and sing to our brother.
Months ago when we found out that Topher was diagnosed with
ALS, I asked Lisa what her favorite photo of Topher was.
She sent me this:
Then I asked my dear friend and very talented artist Beth Allen
to paint that portrait of him. It turned out perfect.
And he and Lisa were happy with it.
We all commented (and loved) the details; like his
freckles and the little gray hairs in his beard.
(also...about 3 seconds after this photo, my dad broke
and fell out of that chair he's sitting in).
Topher, I love you so much. Happy birthday my brother!
And then Lottie (the mouse) fell asleep.