Wednesday, December 20, 2017

Billy's Birthday


Today would have been my brother Bill's 56th birthday. "They" said time would help. But truth be told I'm even more heartbroken (and angry) than I was the day he told me he had (the bad kind of) cancer.


All I can do is try to be happy my parents, Damian and I were able to spend what turned out to be Bill's last special day with him and Jacqueline a year ago in Washington. What I'd give to live that evening over again one more time, looking through the photo albums my mom brought from home and remembering all the fun times we had together. xo.







A present from Mom


He'd get a kick out of my posting this ...

3 comments:

Ung said...

Your daily posts of hotties usually delight me... But today you move me with your heart felt and moving tribute to your brother... My condolences ...

Dwight Williamson said...

Kenny, I am sorry for your pain. Time ,as in fifteen years may dilute the pain . 6 months of time does nothing. We always love and miss the loved one. My father dead now fifteen years, is still missed and thought of. Two things-everyone grieves at their own pace ,it could be 12 or 18 months before you feel peace. Elizabeth Kubler Ross wrote a book “On Death and Dying” years ago. It may not help but it divides grief into five stages. All my best intentions, Dwight Williamson

edmcan said...

Ken:
It is a lie that time heals all wounds. Time just makes it further away until it just blends in with he rest of your memories. It's okay to always miss and love your brother; in fact it's admirable. The anger fades, in time, and you'll be left with all of the good memories. I'll be thinking of you today.

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