Tomorrow marks one whole year since my brother Douglas passed away. Most days it just doesn't seem real, like he's still in Mount Morgan and I need to visit him. I don't think it's ever truly sunk in that he died. Thinking about it now gets me all choked up, I'm just not sure how I'll be come tomorrow night.
Kailee still talks about when Douglas lived with us. She absolutely adored him. Although she was only 3yo she remembers how fun it was to do things as a family and the silly things he did. I even find myself telling people about stuff he did to make me laugh.
Like, jumping out the window late at night to shine a torch in my window from the footpath cuz I wasn't asleep. Or being sent to bed but laying in his room staring at me watching tv just so he didn't fall asleep. Sneaking toys in his school bag and pretending he didn't know they were there when I looked.
Douglas was the most caring, affectionate young man. He always gave me a hug and kiss on the cheek and always told me he loved me. He absolutely loved his niece and nephew. It breaks my heart knowing Xavier will grow up without ever knowing uncle Douglas.
So tomorrow I plan on watching my nephew play footy and remember Douglas for the fact he loved footy and running around. Afterwards I'll buy a rose in his memory, and when I get home I'll fall asleep knowing my life has been all the more blessed for having had Douglas in it.
I miss you little brother and love you always. RIP Douglas Wayne Richardson 10/02/1996 - 19/08/2011
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