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This is for the first time that I write a tribute about my brother on this site, who “changed the level” as he wrote in his last novel as picturing the death.
He left on this day in 2007 because of a fiendish brain tumour and I reminded this day always on FB but now I feel much cosier to share it here with you.
Of course, in my opinion, to lose a beloved one lingers all the time in the heart and mind. But to mention the very day; Birthday or dying day, is normally the highest point of this memory, as one is much closer than ever.
Yes, we were an unusual pair; when I was born he was just 20 months old and after a year of my residence on this earth, one day when my mother was outdoor, he suggested Dad that they should take the chance to make an end on this cranky kinky and whimsical trouble and threw him out!!
But I survived by the help of Dad and despite all our differences, became fine to each other. Especially, when our father died by a brain stroke, I was just seven years old and Al, my brother, almost a year older was nevertheless much wiser and his brain further than mine, therefore, he took the place of the protectionist.
And as father was just a writer with no idea about making money, he left us with a huge depth and Mom, although, as a young widow, had to find ways to pay all them off. Therefore, we were mostly alone in our big house. But with all exciting moments, we got through these all troubles and it brought us much nearer and closer together.
Anyway, He was a very happy freethinker and sometimes very hard; an honest critical genius with a generous heart.
I don’t believe in ghosts as some might do but in a might behind this earthly life and I feel it beside me, as my brother or Mom or Dad. With always love and gratitude ❤ ❤