My brother was alive a year ago, this moment, only hours left before he was gone. I'm trying not to think about it, but all my distractions are gone. Everyone else is sleeping, the TV is off, no baking, sewing, or cleaning to complete. I'll wake tomorrow (hopefully I'll sleep), recalling the frantic phone call from the hospital; this followed by frantic calls to my mom and younger brother, all the while, my oldest brother was gone.
Life has gone on, and waves of grief still linger, this moment being one of them.
We've all lost a lot, at least I'm not in this alone.
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