In honor of my late brother John's birthday (April 18th -would have been 30 years old) my family gathered at my brother Dave's home for a good time and to share eachother's company. The tears came earlier in the day, as at different times he crept into my mind. My heart would break with the pain of the loss. No April 18th will ever pass without that sadness of knowing we're not celebrating completed years of his life. We celebrate that we had him, though. We celebrate the man he was -the brother, the son, and friend. John (and the absence of him) owns a massive portion of my heart. He has been referred to, and discussed in this blog many times. I guess it gets easier, and the pain lessens -until those time-stopping moments when my heart wants to explode with the "should-haves" and then picturing him playing his guitar singing "Cows with Guns"... :)
Man, I miss you John.
I stole pix from Mary, and for some reason, the darling shots of Mia kept coming! Sorry about the Mia-overload. She's just too stinkin' cute!
Mia and Nanny!
My sweet Ella-boo!
Not my best photo! Un edited, and braces shot! Ugh!
3 comments:
I can't believe it has been over seven years. Wow.
My feelings exactly. I jsut don't seem to be able to put them into words as well as you can. Thanks for saying it for me!
I can only imagine the pain you must feel losing a brother, and a pretty amazing one at that.
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