(This blog, created for a purpose. Today, I honor my brother. Miss you so much. ~nw)
“I’ve had a great life. A happy life. Being me.
I’ve struggled over time and I’ve struggled with health. It shouldn’t be with sorrow that I was called home. I was ready and I was not afraid. While I was in no hurry to leave my beloved family and friends, this world had taken its toll.
It used to hurt. Every time I woke at 2 in the morning, my body protested. Yet I never stopped and never gave up.
My 2 am mornings are past. My pain is gone. I never wanted to leave you, but the final round was played.
Find comfort in that there is no longer the pain I fought daily. The fight to make ends meet. Find comfort in that there is now peace.
Please don’t be sad for me. I am well now. And I am whole.
I watch over you and I feel your tears and your pain. I try my best to send you comfort from afar. And send little signs that just you and I would know. And as you rest, I will always watch over you.
Please smile because I was there, don’t cry because I am not. I am right there, inside your heart.
Laugh often over memories. I can feel your happiness and laughter. Laughter eases the hurt. I know that.
And please know, and find comfort in, the knowledge I love you and always will.”
Happy birthday, Tommy. I love you.