The hardest thing to do isn't dying.
It's living . Trying so hard every day to make life better.
Doesn't always work.Losing the one's you love is hard.
Saying good bye to the people in your life.
The one's that had your back.
The one's that you could talk to about anything.
The one that always made you feel good.
The hardest part isn't dying.
It's having to watch that person . That loved one.
Go through the pain . The look in their eyes .
Knowing that their time is short .But not so short as to ease their pain .
Oh . You think they are going to a better place .
That's crap. Something to make you feel better
But they are gone . Never to say the words you want to hear .
Hey there brother .I miss ya . Lets's go out for a while.
I lost my older brother to cancer . It's been several years now .
But I look at his pictures and I see the pain.
Me a thousand miles away. Not being there for him.
Not going to his funeral . Why ? Because I did't want to remember him .
The way I saw him last . Withered away to nothing.
Hurt in his eye's . Now hurt in mine. And in my heart.
For the greatest brother I could ever had.
Jim . I love you . And I miss you. You will always be with me .
In my mind and most of all in my heart . Rest in peace.
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The elder poet (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My youngest brother is in the hospita with the virus . He is in a coma . It's been three weeks now since he went in. My thoughts go back to this . I pray for my family every day.
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I think the hardest thing is different for different people. But losing a loved one is never easy for anyone. My 95 year old father has Alzheimer's or Dementia and my sister and I have been watching him go down hill for a few years now. But the past 7 months has been the quickest decline in his memory issues. My sister herself has stress related anxieties and my dad's issues are taking a huge toll on her. There are days that I just don't know what to do. I want to help her, but I don't think she knows how severe her anxieties are. And others all have their own things that are also so difficult to go through. I understand your missing your older brother and concern for your younger brother. Best wishes for you and your family.
AP. I'm so sorry you and your family have to go through this . It seems we all have problems in our lives . My wife just went through 2 heart attacks . With them pitting in 3 stents and one artery clean out. Plus cancer surgery on her face. Then 15 days in the hospital in May for stomach problems. The last was a easy fix. rasin bran cereal every morning. Funny the doctors didn't figure that one out . I did . After almost 3 months her face healed . Not perfect . but healed . She had a patch sewn to her face for those 3 months .So life for us is good . A blessing to be sure. I hope life gets better for you and your sister. Prayers sent for help to come your way.
Prayers for you and your wife for health and happiness ep.
'Knowing, that their time is short.
But not so short, as to ease their pain.'
what a heart wrenchingly emotive, dedication you've penned, dear poet
(I'll hope for the best, for your younger brother and pray you find the strength to survive, if the worst comes to pass)
I'm so sorry for your loss and the suffering you're currently enduring, but I'm proud to witness your fight, to maintain some semblance of perspective and control in your life, with such expressive and brave write's like this, stay strong!
(I have said it a few times, but
never having had a brother, I've always felt a void in my life
and yet, when I consider what it must feel like, to have that presence in your life and then have it taken from you
even just in theory, its makes me choke, what a heart shattering pain that must be, to endure
twice as much if you actually got-on and cherished each other.)
still, given the chance
I still wish, I could have had a brother in my life, even if for a short while...
My older brother taught me so much . Carpenter work as well as how to work on cars . He could take a chevy motor and completely rebuild it. He was the person I could go to with any problem . We worked together often. And he would get me into trouble often . lol. I got most of my tickets in his 62 ford convertible with a 390 mercury engine. He lived in his garage most of the time. He loved working on cars . He is missed every day . Thank you for your prayers . I do know they help. And my younger brother has so many praying he comes home healthy. You have a great day.
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