Today is my little bro's b-day.
Alas, we lost Sammy when he
was just 24.
My son had just been born and
my parents had come to Mexico
to see him. They had been there
just an hour when the call came
that he was dying.
Dad had driven from Colorado
to California to Mexico and
simply had to just turn around
and drive from Mexico to CA.
I can't even imagine how he
stayed awake.
Time of both sorrow and joy.
Sorrow for Sammy's passing
and joy for my son's arrival.
And I get it, Sammy needed
to rest and my baby needed
to live.
I find myself missing him. He
needed to go, needed to rest.
Still, I feel sad today.
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