I couldn't be more proud of my little brother Jeffrey. He was born in when I was 18 years old - I remember when my dad and Janet told me they were expecting and I was less than thrilled about it. My parents were "old," or so I thought then, and what business did they have having a child?
Well, it all worked out, and despite so many obstacles, trials and sometimes grief, he made it. He was diagnosed with Asperger's Syndrome when he was 4, Juvenile Diabetes at the age of 9, missed a lot of school from high and low blood sugars, but luckily had many teachers that supported him and guided him along the right paths. He's graduating tonight. I am ecstatic!
