Pieces of Insomnia

I loved him so much, especially when he was a baby, that I held him with such care, even though I was only five. I remembered to always hold his head, because my mommy told me that was the most fragile place on a baby. Especially, the "soft" part. Oh, and he smelled so sweet. He had the rosy cheeks,... Sign in to see full entry.

I remember eerily going through my brother's things after he died. I got the feeling that he was watching to see who would take what and if they would be greedy about it. I didn't want to take anything. A few weeks before he died, I sat on the floor in his living room and fingered his guitar. I... Sign in to see full entry.

No one wanted to get my brother a birthday cake. Everyone was so busy buying Christmas presents. I was seeing a guy at the time, and was getting over being sick, so it seemed I had so little time to get things done. To this day I blame "D" for taking up so much of my time those final months...time I... Sign in to see full entry.