This is the quote I go to, found in an hours long internet search for some words to possibly express a stitch of what I was feeling.
“The deep pain that is felt at the death of every friendly soul arises from the feeling that there is in every individual something which is inexpressible, peculiar to him alone, and is, therefore, absolutely and irretrievably lost” (Arthur Schopenhauer).
I am so sorry. July 18 was 2 years since my little brother Keith died, and it never gets easier. I have so many friends that knew him and loved him and they're always here for me, but I feel like sometimes I should be "more over it". And sometimes like I'm "too over it". On Thursday my sister was over and we were watching our (and Keith's) favorite team and we heard one of the songs we played at his funeral playing in the stadium over the TV broadcast. We both yelled "Keith's there!" At the same time. We do the same thing on this day and his birthday... Find old pictures and share them in the family chat or online. Shots of crown royal (his favorite, definitely not ours) on his birthday and holidays (the first Christmas without him we went to the cemetery at like 10pm and drank a whole small bottle, my dad and I drinking most of it, whoops). I have so much guilt. I think the sibling grief club is the worst one, they're the only people who have known us all our lives and are supposed to know us until we're old and gray and our parents are gone and our kids have kids. And my brother was gone in the blink of an eye right after he turned 32. Our siblings are supposed to be our forever friends. Sending you so much love on this day, because it is hard and grief is fickle. Hugs 🩵
Oh Luce, big hugs from Aotearoa. Grief is such a complicated emotion. I have days where I'm ok, I'm good, then BAM! something little sets me off. I don't think I'll ever be over it, but I have learned to live with it. I read somewhere that the grief doesn't get less with time, but we grow around it, which feels true to me. Thinking of you ❤️
I lost my dad when I was 18. I’m much older now, and I worry that I’m forgetting about him; that the only memories I have of him lie in the pictures I sift thru every now and then. Grief is stupid weird. Like, you try not to act sad, but you are, and then you don’t want to wallow too much in it because Life goes on, and then sometimes you’re concerned what others might think of you, that you should be over It by now.
Thank you for sharing your Jimmy with us, Luce. Your memories of home also bring back memories of our Loved ones…. 💗
Thank you so much for sharing. Today is also the anniversary of a day I lost a friend too soon and it breaks my heart to read this but it is also what I needed to read today, so thank you ❤️
Luce your writing is so eloquent and relatable. I did some research into Thanatology, specifically the teachings of Cole Imperi’s. I found her works to be super helpful in my grief journey. If it is something that might help you, I highly recommend listening to the Thanatology podcast episode of ologies it was exactly what I needed ♥️ sending lots of love from SoCal
It has been 6 years since my sister died, and this was the first year that I didn't totally break down, although it has become a policy in our family to avoid social media around the anniversary. Much love to you ❤️❤️❤️
No matter how prepared you think you are, the anniversary day is always hard and always hits you, and losing a younger brother will always hurt. It's good you all talk about Jimmy often and remember new things together. Thinking of you Luce & sending love
This is the quote I go to, found in an hours long internet search for some words to possibly express a stitch of what I was feeling.
“The deep pain that is felt at the death of every friendly soul arises from the feeling that there is in every individual something which is inexpressible, peculiar to him alone, and is, therefore, absolutely and irretrievably lost” (Arthur Schopenhauer).
Thank you so much for sharing Luce! Sending you and your family so much love! Now you’ve got all of us who who now know Jimmy through you! ✨
I am so sorry. July 18 was 2 years since my little brother Keith died, and it never gets easier. I have so many friends that knew him and loved him and they're always here for me, but I feel like sometimes I should be "more over it". And sometimes like I'm "too over it". On Thursday my sister was over and we were watching our (and Keith's) favorite team and we heard one of the songs we played at his funeral playing in the stadium over the TV broadcast. We both yelled "Keith's there!" At the same time. We do the same thing on this day and his birthday... Find old pictures and share them in the family chat or online. Shots of crown royal (his favorite, definitely not ours) on his birthday and holidays (the first Christmas without him we went to the cemetery at like 10pm and drank a whole small bottle, my dad and I drinking most of it, whoops). I have so much guilt. I think the sibling grief club is the worst one, they're the only people who have known us all our lives and are supposed to know us until we're old and gray and our parents are gone and our kids have kids. And my brother was gone in the blink of an eye right after he turned 32. Our siblings are supposed to be our forever friends. Sending you so much love on this day, because it is hard and grief is fickle. Hugs 🩵
Oh Luce, big hugs from Aotearoa. Grief is such a complicated emotion. I have days where I'm ok, I'm good, then BAM! something little sets me off. I don't think I'll ever be over it, but I have learned to live with it. I read somewhere that the grief doesn't get less with time, but we grow around it, which feels true to me. Thinking of you ❤️
I lost my dad when I was 18. I’m much older now, and I worry that I’m forgetting about him; that the only memories I have of him lie in the pictures I sift thru every now and then. Grief is stupid weird. Like, you try not to act sad, but you are, and then you don’t want to wallow too much in it because Life goes on, and then sometimes you’re concerned what others might think of you, that you should be over It by now.
Thank you for sharing your Jimmy with us, Luce. Your memories of home also bring back memories of our Loved ones…. 💗
Thank you so much for sharing. Today is also the anniversary of a day I lost a friend too soon and it breaks my heart to read this but it is also what I needed to read today, so thank you ❤️
Luce your writing is so eloquent and relatable. I did some research into Thanatology, specifically the teachings of Cole Imperi’s. I found her works to be super helpful in my grief journey. If it is something that might help you, I highly recommend listening to the Thanatology podcast episode of ologies it was exactly what I needed ♥️ sending lots of love from SoCal
Thanks for sharing Luce.
Grief is such an important topic. Holding these thoughts close to my heart and sending you so much love ❤️
It has been 6 years since my sister died, and this was the first year that I didn't totally break down, although it has become a policy in our family to avoid social media around the anniversary. Much love to you ❤️❤️❤️
Sending love and peace to you and your family.
Sending you and your family love and strength.
No matter how prepared you think you are, the anniversary day is always hard and always hits you, and losing a younger brother will always hurt. It's good you all talk about Jimmy often and remember new things together. Thinking of you Luce & sending love
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Thank you for sharing your grief and joy with us. Huge love to you all. Beautifully written and remembered. Xx
All my love to you and your family. ❤️ Thank you for writing this and letting us in to care for you. Sending you a million warm hugs ❤️
this was beautiful, and i'm so sorry for your loss. sending all my love <3