Pieces of Insomnia

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

Kiss..eeee...fer..(That's what I used to call my brother and he hated it.)

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.

Tuesday, August 9, 2005

My Brother's Things

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.

Monday, August 8, 2005

My Brother's Last Birthday

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.

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