Today is my older brother's birthday. He was born March 19, 1968 and would have turned 58 today. He's been gone since December 2024, just over a year. I still think about calling him with news or texting him to see how he's doing.
Dave and I bought a small lemon pie for him, the kind he liked to
get for himself as a treat, to put on his altar for his birthday. I miss
him so much.
When I think about all the hurt and unfairness in
the world, I think about how my brother had more than his share. I hope
he is in a good place now, in no pain, surrounded by love.
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