Dear Big Brother,
Today, you would have been 58 and in a few short weeks, I’ll be 50… You could see 50 so closely the day you left this world, were you excited about it?
This is such a weird journey on my own. Yes, I have lots of people in my circle, many of the names and faces you would remember. Our family-circle has shifted and changed and it still isn’t right without you here. Even though we not super involved in each others day-to-day life; I always had the promise of you. I always knew you were at the other end of an email or phone call. And now, now I can’t help but feel a little lost.
So in true Little Sister fashion, Big Brother, I have a few questions…
Is there Bingo in heaven, if not, I bet Mom is super pissed
Has Dad made peace with God yet?
Is Grandma Hedges still gloating over all the times she gave me the wrong ingredients to a recipe, so I’d fail and she would be needed to make it right?
Is Uncle Stan still playing the piano and telling bad jokes?
Did DiAnn make in the gate ok? She probably gave Saint Peter a rough time
I don’t remember Grandma Blanchard, does she remember me?
Does Jesus still do the water trick? Golly, I hope so
Uncle Hink still has a harem, doesn’t he?
Will you save a seat for me, next to you? I’ve got a lot of shit yet to do here and lots of people to annoy.
Miss you much.
p.s. I still haven’t forgiven you for locking me in the dryer, but we’ll hash that out when I get there