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I know the pain of losing a son but what is sibling loss like? My friend’s daughter shares on Hercules and Heaven
(Thoughts on the beginning of June rainfall, life decisions, and remembering what it was like to play with dinosaurs)
This same time thirteen years ago, my world turned upside down.
I’m not usually one to write about this side of me, the one that is fully aware of my experiences and how I’m dealing with them, but today I feel like I must. Maybe it’s the weather. Maybe it’s because I spent a good afternoon singing along to his favorite movie- pretending just as I did when I was six years old, that I could swing my hips like a muse and had perfect curls like Megara.
Perhaps it’s the fact that I realize that a few weeks from now I will return to- or rather, begin- what I hope to be a new life, one with a little more clarity on the path (or should I say paths?) I intend to go down.
Thirteen years ago, I lost my little brother. Born with a congenital heart disease, my four-year-old brother Miguel slipped into a coma due to complications in open heart surgery and returned to run around with the dinosaurs in heaven two weeks later. I’ve often talked about what it was like to lose him and how that changed my life. But I don’t think I’ve ever really talked about what life with him was like.
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