Saturday, January 17, 2015

My brother is gone

Steven died at the age of  56. He had cancer but he died because of pain and malnutrition. I will miss him in so many ways but he will always be a part of me.

2015 started with a lot of anxiety and urgency, trying to get my brother cared for. He died being well taken care of in a wonderfully hospice facility and with friends and family around him. Now he can spend all of his time on a sunny beach, music playing and cold drink in hand.

2015 has to get better, doesn't it?

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2 comments:

EGunn said...

I'm sorry to hear that he is gone, but glad that his suffering is over. Yes, it does seem like things must get better from here.

Melodye said...

I am so sorry for your loss.