Tuesday, January 28, 2014
I can't believe it's been four years since my brother died. There is so much about that day that I will never forget. Then again, that day marks the day my life changed forever.
Willie was my big brother, my partner in crime, my mother's favorite, and the one person I never thought I'd have to live without. We shared a unique history and always counted on each other. Of course we fought, but we still loved each other.
My husband has many characteristics that remind me of my brother and I wish they could have met before his accident. I can't watch Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows without thinking of him because Daniel Radcliffe looks so much like him in it. In many ways I am reminded of him every day.
Many times I have said it should have been me. He was kinder and gentler than me. I was amazed at his funeral to see how many people were there. How many people he touched. I'm not social like he was and know there will never be as many people when it's my turn. He left a lasting impression.
Life goes on. I have to remind myself of this every day. I may not be the same person I was four years ago. I may never be whole again, but I can still make a difference. That's really all any of us can do.