Karissa, Steve and Shellie
On July 3rd, 2008, my brother at the age of 43 passed away and left behind 5 wondeful children, two sisters and his parents. I will never forget the phone call that I received from my mother while I was working. I will never forget that day, period.
As I sat in the hospital tonight, for a recurring uti and pylonephritis, I couldn't help but think about that day again. I was only a few rooms away from where he was. What else was I to do while I was sitting there alone. I read my book of course, but there was still spare time to think.
My brother was a great brother. As he got older, he became more of a friend to me. He was not a part of the family for a long time. But as time went on, he changed and really tired hard to be as part of it. I was so proud of him.
Last year we didn't do anything. I think we were all too sad. On top of that though, mom and dad were moving out of their house and into a new one on July 3rd last year. There wasn't much time to do anything.
This year we are going to Seattle to watch the fireworks. I am looking forward to it.
I know my brother knows how much we all miss him. I believe that he watches over all of us each and every day. I may not visit his graveside often, but I do think of him often. He is always on my mind among the other family members that have passed on as well.
A Happy Birthday to America and a I MISS YOU to my brother. I hope everyone has a safe and happy weekend. Please be sure to drive safely if you are traveling and remember to say I love you to those you do love, as you never know when they will leave this earth to our heavinly father.
On July 3rd, 2008, my brother at the age of 43 passed away and left behind 5 wondeful children, two sisters and his parents. I will never forget the phone call that I received from my mother while I was working. I will never forget that day, period.
As I sat in the hospital tonight, for a recurring uti and pylonephritis, I couldn't help but think about that day again. I was only a few rooms away from where he was. What else was I to do while I was sitting there alone. I read my book of course, but there was still spare time to think.
My brother was a great brother. As he got older, he became more of a friend to me. He was not a part of the family for a long time. But as time went on, he changed and really tired hard to be as part of it. I was so proud of him.
Last year we didn't do anything. I think we were all too sad. On top of that though, mom and dad were moving out of their house and into a new one on July 3rd last year. There wasn't much time to do anything.
This year we are going to Seattle to watch the fireworks. I am looking forward to it.
I know my brother knows how much we all miss him. I believe that he watches over all of us each and every day. I may not visit his graveside often, but I do think of him often. He is always on my mind among the other family members that have passed on as well.
A Happy Birthday to America and a I MISS YOU to my brother. I hope everyone has a safe and happy weekend. Please be sure to drive safely if you are traveling and remember to say I love you to those you do love, as you never know when they will leave this earth to our heavinly father.
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