music-city-missy
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Trace so sorry to hear about your brother. (((HUGS)))
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Aww...thanks Missy. We're taking it day by day.... For my Swap family, here's what's up...
(reposted from Facebook)
Monday night I forgot my phone at work. I had a million things to do, dinner plans, etc. but I made it work. Tuesday I arrived at the office and took a quick peek at Facebook before starting the day. The first message I see...involves condolences about my brother. What? I check my phone. Dad says, call home. I step into the lobby for privacy, dodging co-workers on their way to work.
I reach my parents in Florida and my dad breaks the news. My brother is dead. My mother is so distraught, she can't come to the phone. My brother left their house Christmas Eve and they hadn't heard from him since. He was found in his car in a grocery store parking lot. We're waiting for more information from the autopsy--how? When? What the f****? But that's the story for now.
Among the raging emotions, I'm pissed. No more second chances. And surprised. His Facebook feed is flooded with people I never knew, talking about times in his life. I was only privy to the highlights. The time he was in the Marines and formed a band that played at the American Embassy in (communist) Moscow. He played an electric blue violin and was their lead singer. Over the past few years, he took up marathon running--he has a race scheduled here in Seattle in April. He coached and encouraged others to run races they never thought possible, and apparently, used to sing during their runs. (I shared a bedroom wall with him as a kid, and my 12 year old self finds it laughable that he was a singer, but hey! People change. Or maybe he did it anyway....)
RIP, brother. Your golden retrievers, Rocky and Bogey, are waiting to share slobbery kisses. And I'm sure Grandpa would love to take you fishing.
(reposted from Facebook)
Monday night I forgot my phone at work. I had a million things to do, dinner plans, etc. but I made it work. Tuesday I arrived at the office and took a quick peek at Facebook before starting the day. The first message I see...involves condolences about my brother. What? I check my phone. Dad says, call home. I step into the lobby for privacy, dodging co-workers on their way to work.
I reach my parents in Florida and my dad breaks the news. My brother is dead. My mother is so distraught, she can't come to the phone. My brother left their house Christmas Eve and they hadn't heard from him since. He was found in his car in a grocery store parking lot. We're waiting for more information from the autopsy--how? When? What the f****? But that's the story for now.
Among the raging emotions, I'm pissed. No more second chances. And surprised. His Facebook feed is flooded with people I never knew, talking about times in his life. I was only privy to the highlights. The time he was in the Marines and formed a band that played at the American Embassy in (communist) Moscow. He played an electric blue violin and was their lead singer. Over the past few years, he took up marathon running--he has a race scheduled here in Seattle in April. He coached and encouraged others to run races they never thought possible, and apparently, used to sing during their runs. (I shared a bedroom wall with him as a kid, and my 12 year old self finds it laughable that he was a singer, but hey! People change. Or maybe he did it anyway....)
RIP, brother. Your golden retrievers, Rocky and Bogey, are waiting to share slobbery kisses. And I'm sure Grandpa would love to take you fishing.
mariadnoca
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So very very sorry to hear this, condolences and big hugs to you/your family.
melissa-dallas
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I'm so sorry Traca.
heather_in_sf
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So sorry Traca, how are you doing? hugs to you and your parents.
carianna-in-wa
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Lived through this last Spring. I know how hard it is and had a ton of the same feelings
you're having right now. And a lot of guilt as well that we weren't closer and I didn't know or see the sides of him his friends were devastated to lose.
My very best to you and your family, Traca.
you're having right now. And a lot of guilt as well that we weren't closer and I didn't know or see the sides of him his friends were devastated to lose.
My very best to you and your family, Traca.