A story of brotherly love!

One day, before my diagnosis, I had driven myself to work when all of a sudden I felt the pain building up in my hip so I drove to a nearby clinic. The doctor, after seeing my condition, gave me the day off but by then, I could barely walk to my car. When I managed to get to the car, I couldn't even bend to sit. I was literally stuck at the door.

So I called this friend of mine and he dropped everything he was doing, left his office and came to the clinic. He drove me home. On the way, he bought me the meds the doctor had prescribed and stayed with me the rest of the day.

Since then, he's been so interested in my condition that after my diagnosis, he got involved with tRi and started volunteering.

Today, he's the creative director of tRi, his name is Aziz.

Ziarly, I'm glad I get to call you family, the love is deep. Have an amazing year ahead. You truly are one of a kind.

Leslie