Dancing With Myself
The last two weeks have been hellish, for lack of a better term.
On July 3rd we received a call I never thought I’d get, my baby brother was gone. The only words I have to describe any of this are disbelief, anger, and heartbreaking. Yes, I felt my heart cracking, a tiny fissure that continues to grow.
So if I’m distant, or not my usual boisterous self, you now know why.
He will always be that little boy who danced alongside Billy Idol.
July 20, 2017 @ 10:39 PM
I am so sorry. Just keep remembering the good. He’ll always be with you.
July 21, 2017 @ 7:56 AM
Thank you, Elaine. Trust me, I’ll remember the good, the bad, and everything in between.
July 24, 2017 @ 3:24 PM
I’m so sorry to hear this!! My heart goes out to you.
July 24, 2017 @ 4:07 PM
Thank you, Carolyn, I appreciate your kind words.