She was an artist, a singer, and my brother's fiance.
My voice still cracks when I say her name.
I remember what he was wearing, I remember the song that was playing when I got into the car to drive to the cemetery, I remember the rain.
It took me two days and the snot covered sleeves of three different sweatshirts to get through writing this post.
I mourn them all the same.
I still kiss the cheeks of my kids as they sleep, praying for their health and long lives. I scrutinize ever fever, every bump, every ear ache.
So, let's do that. Let's be done with this.
Mad props to Jay from Halftime Lessons for his second annual participation in the St. Baldricks head shaving event to raise money for childhood cancer. I urge you to join me in supporting him and his cause, our cause, your cause.
This is a cause I am more than happy to voice and support.
Because with each passing day, I totally get more paranoid, man.