...it was July 20th, not the 18th and that Saturday I lost my Brother.
And these were the words that helped me get through it then:
Strength: because it helped me get through the days, weeks and years that followed his death.
Courage: because it made me stand in a room full of people that I wanted to run away from.
Faith: because it allowed me to believe that he was in a better place than the hell that our family and friends were going through.
Belief: because I was sure that God wanted him and my Father together and no one can ever tell me differently.
Patience: because I allowed myself the time I needed and still need to cope with living my life without him.
Laughter: because there was an exact moment that to my Sister and I that it was the best medicine.
Regret: because I often think of what could have been.
Love: because it took that summer to make me realize that nothing in this world is more important than family.
RIP KULAPATE
X/O
I was thinking those same thoughts. I miss him. I will always miss him. till we meet again...
ReplyDeleteWow...first let me say that I can not even imagine losing a sibling. So very sorry for your loss. You did a beautiful layout and journaling to document this time in your life. Thanks so much for sharing it:-)
ReplyDeletemany thoughts and prayers for you. I thank you for sharing your words of wisdom.
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