Today I was doing my elliptical work out, as I do every morning.
I have an incredibly eclectic mix on my "work out" play list. I never know what's coming out...
I could go from Buck Cherry to John Cougar (yes COUGAR) to A/C D/C to JLo to Kid Rock in seconds. Mostly the music that comes out is loud, angry, up beat or whatever it takes to get me through my morning workout...
I realized during my work out that it was the anniversary of Gary's death. When people I love, who've died, pop into my head - I say a little prayer. I ask God to wrap His arms around them and keep them close by His side. The next thing I knew "My Immortal" began to play. If you don't know that song, or it's words - please click on the song title above.
THIS song.... reminds me of my brother. No one else.
Of any death that I'd experienced in my life, the death of my brother has changed me forever.
|Many years ago...|
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
And I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me"
When I was younger, I was the main caretaker of the family. I was the oldest sibling, my parents worked and well.. whatever - I didn't lead a positive childhood. I was in charge. I cared for both of my brothers. I helped them with whatever they needed. I was their mom & dad - their disciplinarian from the time I was 7 years old. I often resented that. "My Immortal" captures all of that for me.
The next thing I knew a stream of tears ran down my face. Tears of sadness, of loss, of regret for not repairing our relationship and plain old missing my brother. Unplanned tears that came on suddenly, like someone smacked me in the head - and when the song was over, the tears stopped. Just like that.
It was at that moment that I realized my brother must have felt left out & wanted my attention. It brought a smile to my face. The pain lifted and a flood of love came through my heart, and I realized that my brother may be gone - but he's still around.
It was almost as if he were saying... Yeah... Um, you're praying for Gary today on his anniversary in heaven, but YA KNOW... mine is coming too -- how about a little something for your bro????
THIS is totally something Eric would do to me. As my younger brother and the middle kid - he was a total pain in my ass. If I looked him over even slightly in any regard - he was always right up in my face letting me know what I'd forgotten. Especially if it was intentional...
We may have fought, we may have screamed and yelled and said things that could never be taken back - but ya know what... I'd never trade any second of any of those days.
I'm truly blessed to have had whatever time I had with my brother, and things like that song sneaking into my "work out" play list - may bring tears, but it also brings on the comfort of knowing ... he's still around.
This month has been filled with many tributes to those I've lost... I hope you can trek through all that.
In this tribute, I'd also like to reach out to those who may be struggling.
Don't let go!
My brother, Eric, decided this day 6 years ago that life just wasn't worth it. If he'd have reached out to me, I'd have done all I could to help him.
He didn't reach out.
Please reach out....
Someone, somewhere will be devastated. You will be missed. You DO matter and you ARE loved. Reach out! Don't give up... EVER.
Life is worth it! YOU are worth it!
Thank you for reading my tribute to my brother.