March 5, 2008
The day my brother Brad died..in a horriable car accident no less (ah hem..my car phobia!)
Not that I want to forget my brother, but the pain I experienced with his loss has been nothing like I've ever experienced before. We all expect that someday we will lose our parents, but I never gave it a thought as to losing a sibling.
I miss him all the time. Especially around Easter time when we are all at "Grammy and Poppy's" dying eggs with the grandkids. I can still see him manuvering around the table trying to video tape and photograph whoever would stand still long enough..His piercing blue eyes and big smile is something I will never forget.
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