My Big Brother

My first post of the year was going to be about hair care resolutions, new product favs and lessons learned. But all that has lost it's importance.

My big brother Dean died Jan. 2 from liver cancer. He was 53. He loved me and accepted me for who I am, and I loved, loved, loved him for his individuality, originality, courage, conservatism, sense of humor and the way he cared about his family. He was a light and he will be sorely missed. Rest in peace, Dean.