For the last couple of days i’ve been thinking about my brother Danny a lot. Danny’s life has been more difficult than mine in many ways, he hasn’t made the best decisions and those decisions have brought pretty difficult consequences.
When people ask me how many siblings I have I always say five, even if four of those are not from my same mom and dad, like Danny is. I believe even through that there is a special bond with Danny because of the fact that we were close when we were being raised and experienced a lot of the same things, good and bad. Sadly, many of those things had a larger impact on his life since he’s older than me and had a better understanding on what was going on.
Every time I hear Elton John’s song Daniel I can’t help to think of Danny, not only because of the name, but the lyrics just connect:
“Daniel my brother you are older than me. Do you still feel the pain of the scars that won’t heal?”
