Today, my brother, is your birthday. Are birthdays celebrated in Heaven? Or do you celebrate your day of arrival home? Maybe both. I wonder, if you have any idea how badly you are missed? I know you would be so proud of your kids and grand kids. How I do hate that you never got to meet Autumn or the one who is on the way. You would have had them just as spoiled as the others yet, learning all the things they needed to know at the same time.
It is difficult at times to walk back behind the house, I think of you. I can’t help but remember how you loved these woods. Your times of hunting back there, hearing the shots wondering if that time you got your deer. When ever I walk, and I hear a deer anywhere close, I’m reminded of you and your always asking me if I had scared your deer.
Of course mom talks of you often. She misses how every chance you had or created to grill out, you were on it and all were invited. The hamburger patties were usually the frozen store bought kind, but you worked your magic and no one could tell. When Independence Day came and went, with no family gathering, for many reasons, mom was disappointed. She missed you and has missed you terribly since. It will ease, I know.
Today is a difficult day for her and for all of us. You were a center point and strong support beam of the family. We’re still together, we are still strong, there is just a large part of us missing. Like that thousand piece puzzle, complete but for the one piece. It is okay, it just isn’t right. I miss that “hey Sis” every time we come face to face. Your calling me about rainbows and owls and other things you knew I would want to photograph. Then there was the adventure with the sick skunk in the drive of your business. Your coming to rescue me from the enormously long rat snake. The one that ended up leaving the way it came, with snake or person being harmed in the process.
I’m not positive if you can actually see what is going on here, though I think you can. Did you notice that the tree we talked about often actually fell? Well, half of it did. The thing snapped in half with the top half falling on my son’s car giving it lots of character. The other half is still standing, splintered and hollow. I call it my totem pole.
Today is the local Relay for Life event. They are holding it over at the college. The Jeep group is going to have a showing there as well. I guess I need to go and give Star a good bath but it really looks as if it might rain. Anyway, what better way to remember you and to fight against the thing that took you from us, than by participating in today’s Relay, on your birthday?
I do miss you. I wonder sometimes why my cancer was caught so quickly and taken care of allowing me to still be here and you were taken home. I guess that is one of those things that I’ll find out when it comes my time. Until then, know you are loved, that you are missed and that you are definitely being thought about today. I love you my brother. See you soon.