09/04/2026
A personal reflection on sibling bereavement, dedicated to my brother who's legacy continues to help others each and every day.
I remember so vividly the last Easter Weekend we had with you. I saw things that can never be unseen, unwordly sounds of grief, decisions I wish we were spared. The Robin that sat at the window, the very last time I heard you say my name.
The Easter eggs you never got to eat, the sadness on the faces of your life long friends when they came to say goodbye, yet I saw love, compassion and kindness whilst emotionally being thrown around in the eye of the storm, like many other families who find themselves in the hellish world of Cancer.
I knew the essence of you had already gone and I would never see you smile or hear you laugh. How i longed for you to call me smelly, stick your finger in my ear, pinch me or the host of other annoying things you did 🤦♀️ but thats what big brothers do or at least mine did.
I got lucky.
I remember waiting until the very last minute to turn my head away from, yet I was compelled to stop, step back and look at you just one more time.. I somehow knew at that moment, it would be the last time .. and it was. 💔