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2 years ago today...
...my brother was hit by a car. This evening at 6PM will be 2 years since my mom called me in hysterics telling me he was in the ICU in a coma. In 2 weeks it'll be the 2-year anniversary of his death. Even though I'm really pretty "complete" with his death I still find myself kind of reeling from the impact - it's like the season, the way the sunlight is, a particular time of day, triggers the experience, the trauma, and it's like I'm back there with it all happening again. It's weird - I'm not usually upset about it. I miss him but in a lot of ways he's still very present for me, and I'm pretty peaceful about it. But it's like the memories are being brough back involuntarily and I'm experiencing the shock and the grief and the emotions of it all over again.
Don't really need any advice or sympathy, just wanted to clear out the cobwebs and tell somebody what I'm going through.
Tell the people you love that you love them. Right now. It's made all the difference in the world in dealing with this to know that HE knew when he died that I loved him unconditionally with all my heart.
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"If ten million people believe a foolish thing, it is still a foolish thing."
- Anatole France
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