My world changed again on Christmas Eve morning. Instead of going to work before the Christmas holiday I was rushing to be by your side, say my good-byes, and kiss your face one last time.
You and I were the middle children, 16 years apart. I spent my adult years growing up with you and Sarah guiding me along the way. The numerous visits, going to your house for breakfast, lunch, dinner, pool parties, house parties, singing, and trips to Palm Springs the clubbing....I could go on and on.
You influenced the kind of marriage I want with my husband. An everlasting marriage that not even death can break.
You influenced my love for music as a young child. You purchased my first instrument, my flute and you taught me how to sing. My teacher, my friend, my big brother who loved his little sister.
You welcomed me always with a hug and kiss. You always said good-bye with a hug and a kiss.
I've had a little over a week to process your depature from this life. And truthfully it will take a while. I can't find the words to express my loss. I find great peace believing you are with our Heavenly Father and Sarah. I can't imagine but to think when you heard the words "Hey Monkey" on Christmas Eve morning was the voice of your love and you left us at that moment. That alone brings me peace.
Rest in heaven my brother....I love you.