Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Remembering a birthday

If my brother were alive today, we would be celebrating his 32nd birthday.

How interesting. This year marks the point where he has been gone for as long as he had been alive.

What do I remember about him? Not much, to be honest. I was 13.

I grieve not because I miss him, but rather because we lost the opportunity to create more memories together. Because we lost the opportunity to share and experience life together. Simply, lost opportunities.

The dead they sleep...

The dead they sleep a long, long sleep;
The dead they rest, and their rest is deep;
The dead have peace, but the living weep.
~Samuel Hoffenstein

Rest well and in peace my brother.

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