No New Year’s Day to celebrate

Today was 10 years since my little brother passed away. It was hard to think about all that he had missed out on. When I was on my lunch break, sitting in traffic waiting to go to the store, this song came on and at first I wasn’t paying attention to it but when I was, I started to cry.

When we were little, my dad would call him Stevie Wonder White Bread, a mix on the signer and the bread company and I am sure it shouldn’t be said so forgive me for that but here’s the song that I did not know before then, I took the picture of it at 2:24 PM which means – oh yes, it was not my lunch break, I happened to be going to pick up a grocery order down there street, a very random time for me to be in my car on a Friday.

He was the kind of guy that would play that song for me if he could. I cried so much right before going back to work. It was on 80s on 8 and it was 94 degrees outside.