Four Years Ago

 It's been four years today that my older brother, Dusty, passed away.  Time seems to be measured in Before Death and After Death of him.  Other time landmarks pale in comparison.

I miss him greatly and often wonder what he would think of the political climate in the US, the Mandalorian, Star Trek Discovery, and COVID.  He was a hermit by nature, he would be thriving during COVID lockdowns.  

I still get teary-eyed and I know that if I talked about it, people would quietly think that I need to move one and let go.  I understand that sentiment to a degree...the relationship of a sibling seems nothing to that of parent/child or even spouses.  I would be disinclined to agree though, for when children experience trauma and struggles and have only each other to rely on for safety, care, sometimes basic needs...it's a bond that grows much deeper than one might think.

I miss him.  There's not much else to say.