Ahh, the holidays. It's so automatic when you make your mental shopping list that your siblings are all included. It wasn't until I started to actually go into the stores that I remembered I didn't need to shop for my brother. I sat in my car and sobbed for half an hour. I've never dealt with this kind of grief. It hurts so much when it does a sneak attack like that. I've lost family members over the years but never so young, so unexpected, tragic.
I had a visit from my brother's ex-wife earlier in the month. She accidentally let me see a picture of the open casket at his funeral at the Naval base in Louisiana. It was horrible. My brother the corpse. It burned into my brain. Why did they do that to him? Put him on display like that? I can't think of a better word than horrible. Thankfully she said she made them close it before the actual event started. Even though they were divorced they were still very close and the Navy is treating her like a widow because they were fairly recently divorced and he didn't have a new wife or even a steady girlfriend.
I came here to read the thread about Mighty-Mama and instead got sucked back into my own thread. Thanks for giving me a place to talk.