What was the event that most changed your life?

I never liked my older brother. He was too well behaved. Too handsome. Too talented. Too much. Until I was 13, I lived like a cimmerian in perpetual darkness. The darkness of Jonathan's shadow. In 1992 ... Jonathan died of brain cancer.

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And as I held the college application, it occured to me: although it was his dream, this was an act Jonathan had never experienced. I had surpassed him simply by surviving. I was older than my older brother now. And there alone, in my room, I cried for Jonathan for the first time. I cried for the loss. I cried for the love I never knew I had.