We were just talking about you last weekend. It was a story I’d heard a few times before. It didn’t make it any less fantastic. It was such a great story. You. The best friend. The “other” big brother. Teasing. Laughing.
It didn’t occur to me until halfway through my mom’s telling of the story that you were, are, gone… from this life. As we heard on the radio earlier today… this is our temporary home. You moved to a permanent home last year.
We still miss you and I feel very confident saying “we” as I see how many people still think of you. Lighting a candle for you…
“To live in hearts we leave behind
Is not to die.” ~Thomas Campbell, “Hallowed Ground”