This is a picture of my Daddy and one of my older brothers, Clyde. Today is/would have been Clyde's birthday. He would have been 59. Did I mention that he was a lot older than me?! I have lost both parents and 2 brothers. In many ways, losing a sibling is harder than a parent. I miss my parents daily. But, I think we are programmed to know that our parents will die before us. I was not prepared for Clyde's death. It was very sudden. I was fortunate to get to the hospital before he died but he remained unconscious. It did allow me a chance to tell him that I loved him and it was OK to die if that is what he needed to do. I miss him so much this time of year. He loved to garden and be outside. I wish my boys could have known their Uncle Clyde. He would have loved to spoil them. It's a hard day today for me. I could get very weepy if I allowed myself to do that.
My boys have a birthday party to attend this afternoon. I will take them and we will have good time because that is what parents are supposed to do? Right? NO feeling sorry for myself. I will save that for tonight when I go to bed.