Today is May 16, 2018. Two years ago my big brother Eric went to live in Heaven. I was fine. I was okay. I wasn’t upset. I wasn’t remembering. All of a sudden the moment just came. Mom has on a shirt I bought from the airport the very last time I visited him at work there. She doesn’t know that. She just knows I gave her a shirt, but I saw the shirt and my heart is breaking all over.
I can’t go see him at the airport anymore. I can’t go anywhere and see him. No matter how far I go or how long I search I can’t see him anymore. I can barely even hear his voice anymore.
I want someone to care. I want someone to do something but… nothing can be done. Nothing more can be done, but let the tears flow.