Today we spent the afternoon playing on the beach. Playing in the water. The exact place we were two years ago when I saw that I missed a call from my mom. I knew before even returning the call that my brother had passed away. That he had started his journey home with special angels guiding him. I cried for two hours on that beach that afternoon.
Each year that has passed has been easier. The tears less. But they do still catch me off guard from time to time and I welcome them. Welcome his sweet memory. He was a good man that J. And I know he is doing great things in heaven now. And that brings me such great comfort.
Today we celebrated his life. We celebrated him and his great example that he was to us. My children love their Uncle J and also have sweet and funny memories of him....like this one time a duck walked into a convenience store and asked the clerk if he had any grapes.....
Love and miss you J. I had the best last Tuesday with you!