Losing a loved one

This is my first post, plus my first blog. I have other family member that blog and I just love jumping on the computer everyday to check and see if they update. Even though we talk on the phone the blogs sometimes feel us in of what else they have done that maybe we didn't get to talk about. I really enjoy reading each and every one. I will add their sites later, or as soon as I learn all the ropes of the blogs. I wanted to blog today about losing a loved one to the eternal life with God.

Sunday September 20th 2009, I got a call at 10am. It was my niece Chelsea, she was crying terribly hard and I kept having to ask her what. She had calmed down enough to tell me that my brother had had a heartattack and that he didn't make it. They could not revive him. Now this is my half brother, but he had felt like the best brother in the world. He had been there for me in so many ways. We were estranged for many years but got together 13 years ago at our mothers house for the holidays. His wife and I were both pregnant at the time, we were both due around the same time, so we thought that was pretty neat. The girls were born 6 days apart. This is my brothers youngest daughter and was my first daughter. We never knew that our journey together was about to begin.

We had to get to know one another, and if you have never gone through this it is difficult. We were both adults now and totally missed out on all of the fights and the schooling together that brothers and sisters do. We had different dads. He lived all the way across oklahoma as far west that you can go and I lived as far east as you could go in oklahoma. So it wasn't a easy trip for either of us to get to spend time with one another, (don't ever let distance stop you from spending time with loved one). He did lots of traveling with his job so he came to see us guite often. We became very close. It got to were we talked on the phone either every other day or at least twice a week. We never had a disagreement in the 13 years that we were blessed with each other. We were very close, he was my go to person for all the arguements and disagreements that went on with our everyday life. He was 43 years old. I am about to be 32.

I will deeply miss my brother every single day. Please don't every let your loved ones go with out telling them how much they mean to you. Tell them you love them and spend as much time as possible with them. (Even if it means you don't have money for food sometimes after you get back from a trip to go spend time with them.) Be close to your family. Do things for them and with them even if it wasn't your choice. Family ties mean so much. Teach your children to bond together and stay together. R I P my brother, I love you!!!!