My nephew loved to hear about my writing.

He loved to hear about the interesting people and the interesting stories they tell and how I met them on my blogs.

Andy should have been a writer.

Andy died this morning at 3:09 am in his Father’s arms.

Andy had a disease called

Cerebellum Ataxia #7

He would have been 22 in July.

My brother- Andy’s father- is only 42.

They were both to young to have walked such a dark path…but they did it together with grace and dignity and love.

How I love them both.

a.m.m.