We had my brother’s service today. It has been a rough few days. I have slept like a rock and that’s good/weird. It’s over now. I came home from the Mercy Meal at my sister’s, put on workout clothes (comforting), and sat by the pool to watch my daughters and hopefully snooze. It started raining, too hard even for me, and I came in and crashed on the couch.
I just feel weird. numb. sad. wondering about my brother’s children who are all 20 & up. Thinking about my brother. Hoping and believing he heard me while he was in a coma. I think he and I were cool. Always the unspoken, ‘i’d be there for you in a heartbeat.’ i miss him.
Keep riding, Brud. See you on the other side.