I have a younger brother. His name is David. I love him very much. We grew up being fairly close - me being the bossy one, and him being the jokester. lol..
After high school he decided to take a few years off before college. The few years turned into several more years. He was working as a bartender, and enjoying the bachelor life, sometimes a little too much.
Then, one beautiful September day, my brother's life came dangerously close to death. Involved in a motorcycle accident, he smashed his skull on a rock, and broke his back. It was the most terrifying day of my life.
The next 3 weeks were long and filled with prayers that came answered. My little brother was healing, quickly, and becoming stronger every day. His will to live and to fight for what was rightfully his was strong. Now, almost 4 years later, most people would never guess how close we came to losing him.
After he recovered, it was time for him to decide what he wanted to do with the rest of his life. He didn't see going back to how it was before as an option. So he enrolled in a local college, and was accepted into the program of his choice: the Noninvasive Cardiovascular Technician program. Seems he wanted to be influentail in the lives of others, as those that had been in his during those weeks in the hospital.
On June 16th, my brother David graduated from college with honors. He has taken his national test and is a Registered Cardiac Sonographer. His passion is working with children, and hopes to work in a children's hospital.
Words can not express how very proud I am of him, and all his dedication and hard work. There were several times during the graduation ceremony that brought tears to my eyes (as now). You have been an inspiration, my little brother!
"Life is not about how hard you hit, it's about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward."