Everything that has a beginning has an end. No matter if it’s a family member, friend, distant relative, pet, vacation or even a season in our life that was great. Tonight, I received the phone call you never want to get and hope in your lifetime it won’t happen (AGAIN). My baby brother passed away last night. From what I know, he went to sleep and didn’t wake up the next morning. It’s more of a shock right now for me like I’m having a bad dream. I had just emailed him a couple of weeks ago.
He was only 50 years old, 5 years younger than me. I raised him when we lived with our mother on the worst side of Chicago. Mommy worked and went to school. She counted on me to keep my brother safe. I did. I was considered in the neighborhood, “the crazy sister” because no one messed with my brother while I was alive. I really did earn that name but I was determined, he would not be a statistic. He would NOT join a gang, he would NOT do or sell drugs, he would NOT quit school and he would NOT just get by. And he didn’t. He excelled in school, graduated, went to college, got his Masters degree and earned a really good job. I was so proud of him.
He married a beautiful and wonderful lady and together they adopted my nephew when he was a baby. I wished our mom had lived to see this but unfortunately she had already passed away before he got married. She, too, would have been a proud mom and grandma! The first thought I had when my sister-in-law called me was, I didn’t want her to go through what I went through when my 1st husband died. So, I prayed for her and my nephew. The shock is with them too because my brother hadn’t been sick. But at least, he wasn’t in pain. God spared all of us that.
When things like this happen, we think of the loss first and rightly so. You just don’t think that you’ll outlive your children or younger siblings. It shouldn’t be that way. However, there is hope because it’s what is happening on earth that is sad. When we close our eyes and see the Savior, that is bliss. My hope is in The Lord even though I don’t understand His ways. My second thought was I’ve outlived my whole family and I’m truly alone. My sweet hubby cried with me and I cried a boat load of tears let me tell you. Then he said, “I know you feel alone right now, but you are not alone baby.” I grabbed hold of him and buried my face in his arms. Then, I remembered my T-shirt…
There are other wonderful people in my life and they are my family. I’m not going through this alone. My sis-in-law also has friends and family members around her and I am so glad and relieved. They live so far away and I was hoping she couldn’t turn to someone for help who is close by. God knows when we are weak who to bring around us with a hug and a kind word.
I shall remember my brother all the days of my life and what he meant to me. I remember how he and I loved comic books and superheroes.
I remember how much we loved to play board and video games. I remember when our mom bought us an Atari game system and we played that thing everyday.
I remember how he would follow me around when he was little and how big his cheeks were when he was a baby.
I remember when he came to visit me in Florida and I took him around town. He was a responsible young man who loved his wife and son and worked hard everyday. To me, he’ll always be my baby brother.
God bless us all.