Departure

In all my young life I've never been put in a position where someones emotions were entirely controlled depending upon the words that would come out of my mouth. Let's just say, there's a first time for everything. My brother's mother passed away today, April 26th 2011, which coincidentally happens to be the birthday of my sister - this will be a day to remember. My mother and I had the responsibility of delivering this heart wrenching news to my brother. My mom uttered the words while I could do nothing but spread my arms wide open for my brother so as to physically let him to know that I would be there for him henceforth. When I shut my eyes I still remember his face so clearly right before he broke down - a semi dazed as well as glazed look crossed his face, it was disconcerting and I was completely taken aback by it. When he left to go to his room to find some solace in the photographs and memories of his mother, I still didn't believe it was entirely safe to let him be on his own, so I followed him. I sat down on his bed and let cry on my lap until his sobs subsided to mere hiccups and finally lead him to a somewhat peaceful slumber. Even though he was snoring lightly and fully gone, the vestige of his pain was present in his quivering body.

May you rest in peace Laura.