Tagged with brother

Six feet under

Tomorrow, September 10th, marks my brother’s anniversary – 9 years, how did that happen? I never really thought about the fact that he is really IN this grave. I mean, I know he is, but I never found it spooky or anything. Until I started digging….

Trading pain for happy memories?

Today is my brother Erik’s 36th birthday. For some reason, this day becomes sadder for me the longer he is dead. It’s been almost 9 years now, unbelievable! I went to the cemetery for the first time this year. I don’t go there often. While I love cemeteries, it is not the place I need … Continue reading

Had or have?

I used to have a brother. It would be his birthday today. “He is in a better place.” – “He is dead. That’s not a place.” “It was God’s will.” – “God had nothing to do with that, believe me.” “You can still talk to him, in the cemetery.” – “I will not talk to … Continue reading

The story of the dragonflies

source In my last post for my brother’s birthday I mentioned that dragonflies are very special to me ever since he is gone. Now the anniversary of his death is approaching – I will not have the time or energy on the very day to publish anything here, so I decided I’ll do it today. … Continue reading

Happy birthday, big little brother!

source Today’s post is a rather personal one. Today is my big little brother’s 33rd birthday. Except he will be 27 forever – he died of leukaemia nearly 6 years ago. And I mean ‘died’; I cannot stand the expression ‘passed away’. It sounds so random… ‘Oops, I just passed away there, sorry for that!’. … Continue reading