David B. Rickers: June 29, 1959 - January 25, 2000
Today is six years since my brother, David, died.
I drove out to Half Moon Bay to have lunch with my parents but my Dad chose to stay at home instead.
I cried for much of my drive into work this morning. You know, every now and then I miss my big brother. He died too soon for us to establish a firm adult relationship. I cherish our last conversation and take comfort in what I consider to be his last words to me.
I drove out to Half Moon Bay to have lunch with my parents but my Dad chose to stay at home instead.
I cried for much of my drive into work this morning. You know, every now and then I miss my big brother. He died too soon for us to establish a firm adult relationship. I cherish our last conversation and take comfort in what I consider to be his last words to me.
a little sad and a touch raw
Much love to you.
love back at you
xoxo
I'm sorry for the loss of your dear brother.
It never stops huring just rests in a quieter place, don't you think?
my pappy died three years ago, monday and I still miss him fierce.
*soft hugs*
I think I may actually cry more now than I did when it happened originally. Maybe I'm in a better, more healthy place and am better able to process my loss; therefore am more comfortable with whatever emotions which may come up for me? At least I'd like to hope so...
thank you for words and comfort.
xoxo
I'm so sorry for your loss of your older brother.
Thank you for sharing what you remembered about him. I like what you said about the chocolate cake.
Know you are in my heart tonight as I drift off to sleep. I send you love.
love back at you!
xoxo
I think I would do the same thing if I were your mother. I would stop doing certain things (like her stopping the chocolate cake from scratch) if something happened to one of my kids.
I'm glad your mom has you. Not that you replace David, but I'm glad she still has someone to "mother." I'm sure you mean more to her than you'll ever know.
I have friends who have lost siblings, including my bil. His sister died in a car crash at 17.
Like you (prior to David's passing) I've not had close unexpected death. I try to keep the thought out of my mind, because it scares the daylight out of me. I think to myself about the friends I've had whose lives have endured many unexpected deaths. Then I start thinking about my turn coming around. I get scared.
Hope you made it through yesterday okay. My best friend lost her sister (they were one year apart) about 15 years ago. They were both in their 20's. She told me it took a full ten years to finally be "okay" with it. (Okay isn't the right word, but my mind isn't coming up with another.) Her sister's death was not okay, but after ten years, her ability to deal with what happened improved greatly.
xo!
I just realized soemthing...yesterday after lunch my Mom asked if I wanted to take a walk down the pier. I said no so we got back into the car and headed back to her place. I had to pee and really wanted a hot cuppa tea. If I had thought about it for a minute, I would have realized that most likely walking down that pier would have been a sort of memorial for my brother. See, we scattered his ashes off that pier. Well, not exactly off that pier but the boat left from there and took us out about a mile then we scattered his ashes. It probably would have done my Mom good. Instead I was selfish. I'm feeling kinda down on myself for it right about now.
Thank you for the invitation...I think I will definitely take you up on it. Also, please remember, that should you ever want a friend to do something with, I am most definitely available!
Have you ever been to Mecca on a Thursday night? (I hear it's ladies night)
Hugs are fabulous.
Then to come home and get your text message...was what made me decide to come back and post. :)
Still thinking of you...♥
Thanks for thinking of me...you've been on my mind quite a bit these last few days.
*mwah*