Remembering My Brother
It is ten years ago today that my brother passed away. He left behind three children. Their lives are shaped by losing their father so early. My life has been shaped as well. I remember it is if it was yesterday. I received a call at work informing me that my brother was about to pass away. I rushed to the hospital and arrived in time to see him take his last breath. I remember being really angry. I felt like ‘life’ had taken something else away from me. I said to myself that I just couldn’t do it anymore. I don’t know exactly what ‘it’ was. It was at that time in my life that I became a Christian. I knew that I could no longer live life under my own power. I am grateful that God has taught me that even though I have suffered a lot of loss, death will not define me. Rest in peace Rick.