I just wanted to let those interested know...
I went to my brother's memorial on Thursday. What a wonderful, yet sad, experience that was.
I had no idea that he had so many friends...so many people who genuinely loved him. Although I suppose it shouldn't have surprised me since I thought he was pretty special myself.
There were lots of tears mixed in with lots of laughter as they passed the mic around and people told story after story of their special moments with Steve.
I saw old friends I hadn't seen in decades. His ex-wife and mother of his children was there as well. She was, as always, gracious and kind and I enjoyed sharing special memories with her.
There were several collages filled with photos from all periods of Steve's life and flowers galore. I left when they started playing his favorite songs...I couldn't have borne that as Steve and I held a special bond when it came to music. He loved to sing and dance...although he was not very good at either one.
We marked 59 balloons, one for each year of his life, with our own special message to Steve, then watched as we let them go and they ascended towards heaven.
His daughters did him proud this night.
Friday is the day that it finally sunk in. I faced the truth that I would never see, nor speak, to my brother again until my time on this Earth is done. That is always the hardest part of losing someone for me.
I am now going through the process of letting him go...replacing his physical presence with memories. This is why I always tell my children to not worry so much about material things...to concentrate instead on building memories because one day, that is all that you're going to have left to carry with you through this life.
Sometimes they get angry with me when I say this to them because they're so busy building their young lives, but they have not lost a mother, a father, a brother or a sister yet...they don't understand.
So...now it's time to get on with the business of living. Just 2 short weeks from now I will be in DL. I am looking forward to seeing the face of my 5yo grandson as he is introduced to the magic of Walt & Mickey's home.
I am so glad that we had this trip planned. I need to experience that sense of freedom as I Soar Over California...to feel the wind blowing in my face as I travel on Thunder Mountain. I can't wait to inhale the aromas of popcorn and homemade candy throughout the park. I want to imprint upon my heart the wonderful sounds of the Mark Twain and the clippety-clop of the horse-drawn vehicles on Main Street.
This trip is espcially important to me...I feel the need to build more memories with my loved ones. Not all my special memories are built around DL, but many of the best ones are.
And yes, dear brother, you are going with me this time. I will carry you in my heart.