Squishor: Your June dates bring memories of my only baby who died on June 28th, his original due date (he was 2-1/2 mths. premature).
Lurkette: I can't claim to know the grief you feel, I can only relate how closely I came to experiencing it. It was the second worst day in my life after (actually a few yrs. before) my son died. Hubby and I had just moved out on our own but were at my Dad's house (my little sis still lived w/ him), when the call came that my little sister had been in a car accident.
We got a phone call from her then boyfreind who was almost incoherent. "We were in an accident and I don't know how bad she's hurt", we finally got out of him. The next 25 mins. driving to the scene were a blur and a nightmare envisioning what had happened. Both my father and me were thinking our daughter/sister was dead. When we got to the scene, my sister's car was up on a flat-bed wrecker with the top peeled back like a sardine can. There were police-cars galore as well as fire-trucks and ambulances. The drivers door and seat my sister was in was smashed in to with-in 6" of the emergency brake.
We were directed to the hospital where we discovered one person had died, another had two broken legs and my dear sister, who would have been lucky to have survived alive, had come out of it with a fractured pelvis (she wasn't responsible for the accident) and walked with a cane for 4 months.
Because of the raving incoherency of her boyfreind (who himself died 2 yrs. later drag-racing), both my Dad and I thought we had lost my sister (or daughter) while en-route to the accident scene and on the way to the hospital. Thank God's we didn't, but I never take a day with them for granted.
I'm sorry that you can't say the same and that you really did lose your brother. I came oh so close and yet I didn't lose my only sibling and I am truly sorry you lost your brother.
Ali
P.S. Lurkette: It hasn't been that long since your brother died. Don't pressure yourself to expect the emotions or feelings to dissapate really quickly. You have to allow yourself time to grieve before you can get beyond those emotions. It's been nearly 12 yrs. since my son was born (on my Birthday, April 24th.) and died on his due date, June 28th.. Now and forever-more, my B-day will be tinged with sadness and I will always remember my dear boy on that day and June 28th.. However, with each passing year, the pain gets just a little easier to bear with the distance. I hope the same holds true for you...
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