Good patches come and go, but in the end it is all about laying in the sun.
Of course, the quote above came from an avid sunbather, but it does have a more profound meaning. Presently, I am suffering from some not-so-good times. Too many memories flooding my consciousness. Too many realities that are not so pleasant.
I barely knew him, but I miss my older brother who passed away last week. He was initially taken from me at the age of nine when my mother took him and abandoned the rest of the family to pursue greener pastures. I missed my big brother then, and now that he is has died, I miss him terribly now. I was fortunate enough to be able to spend four precious days with him not long ago. It was the day after my visit that he got his diagnosis of brain and lung cancer. He passed away less than 2 months later. At least he didn’t suffer long. One of my biggest fears is that I will dwindle away slowly. I was so looking forward to many opportunities to get to know him better.
My brother’s death and the recent one-year anniversary of my wife’s demise has put me in a funk. I’m sure I will recover, I hope it is soon. I just want something to smile about. I want a day in the sun, as long as it is not too hot! 😄
R.I.P. big brother…