I am not an only child. And yet, I have no siblings. Or I guess I should say, I have no living siblings. You see, my little brother, my closest friend, the person who really knew me my whole life, is dead. He died 15 months ago. I miss him terribly, and the grief still occasionally threatens to swallow me whole.
And yet, I have positive things in my life. I have parents who love me, and who are fighting through their grief, just like I am, and I love them dearly. I have cousins, and aunts and uncles who love me and whom I love and treasure. And best of all, I have a wonderful new husband.
So I will make it. One day at a time, one foot in front of the other. That's all anybody can ask.
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3 comments:
Hi Amy - I'm so glad you have a blog, and I *love* the title... you know I understand!
Hope you had a wonderful, renewing vacation - talk with you soon :)
This was a very powerful first post. I am so sorry for your losses.
Amy, I want you to know that I think of you, Greg, and your parents all the time.
You'll never be an only child in my eyes.
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