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The day before my brother died, Sunday, I remember like it was yesterday, the way he stood up after church, gave my sister and I a hug at the same time and said, “i love you guys“. I remember how we both randomly ended up at my cousins that evening. I didn’t know he was going to be there and vice versa, it just happened that he showed up with friends and we were all hanging out. It doesn’t seem that random, except it was, that had never happened before. I don’t recall the specifics of what was said or even if we hung out that much, but I do remember being in my aunt’s bedroom and he was there and I think maybe he was making fun of me about the boy I liked. There was some lively banter, though like I said, it is vague. Then I was at the door leaving, he was there too, I swear he was teasing, he said something to the boy, but the memory is faint, and then I left and that was the last time I saw him.

When I roll these images around in my head of those final moments I am disturbed by the large chunks of time left missing. I don’t remember what happened after church to the time we saw each other at our cousins. I don’t remember if we had dinner as a family or what we talked about, I hope we did, but I don’t know, that time is blurry–and so is our goodbye. I think maybe if I spoke with some of the people there that night I may be able to piece it all together, get a better picture, in fact I’m almost sure I could, but it bugs me that some moments are held tight while others drift away.

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And it’s not so much the saying goodbye as much as it’s remembering that moment. When the girls leave for school I love them up, send them on their way, and watch them disappear up the hill. It’s not really something I do consciously, I’m not standing there wondering if it’s the last time I will see them, but deep down I think I’m trying to burn the memory of that moment into my brain. And not even in the case of death, more so, I do it so that I’m present right then and I’ll have it to recall on later. I guess you could say remembering has become vitally important to me and don’t doubt it has something to do with why I document my life. I don’t want to forget where we are or where we’ve come from.

I guess you could say my experience with death taught me that I want to live a mindful life. I’d like to say that I’m awesome at living mindfully, that I’ve been living that way since that fateful day in 1992, and even though I don’t think I do such a bad job of it, it’s still something that I’m continually perusing and working towards. I want to be present in the moment, to be aware of who’s around me and what they need, to be mindful of the time given, to be grateful for what I have when I have it now–not when it’s gone.

I wish that was a lesson I could have learned another way, but I am grateful, today, that I learned it nevertheless.

xxox