I went to sleep on Thursday night thinking about my brother. Sometimes I can feel him near me. His presence is warm and light inside my skin.
Sometimes I can imagine what he went through when he died. Images come unbidden and vivid. I don't like to spend too much time thinking of those things.
That night I thought he said to me, Tell Mom.
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Completely off topic... Yay for Buffy icons!
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Gogo potassium!
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