Typically, the Summer Solstice lands on the twenty-first of June, making it the longest and brightest day of the year. However, in 1979—seven years before I was born—the twenty-first of June was the darkest day for my family, and perhaps much longer than most would experience it.
My words are a poor substitute for the words of my mother, so I’ll let her tell you my brother’s story.
My family’s experience with David in the hospital has often reminded me of this quote by Lao Tzu:
“Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.”