B is for Big Brothers. (I've written about them before...)
Every little girl should have a big brother or two. My brothers were both several years older than me. Dan was adopted by my parents six and a half years before my birth, and Tim came along a year after Dan.
Dan was special because of his adoption. Mom and Dad always made it sound so exciting, I thought being adopted must be a wonderful thing!
Tim was special because he was "brain damaged." Today he would be diagnosed as "severely autistic."
Though my brothers weren't quite what the average little girl might have had, I am grateful for their presence in my life. They are part of what makes me who I am today and I love them both. (Visit the links to learn more about my brothers.)
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