1963

My youngest brother was born when I was a mature six years old and I took care of him along with our mom. He was my "first child" in many ways. He was sickly as an infant and toddler and I enjoyed caring for and comforting him. As he grew up, he grew out of his poor health and had a normal childhood. Tragically, he was killed at the age of twenty-seven. That was almost twenty years ago and the pain and grief of losing him are brought back by the simplest of things that remind me of him.


Mountain Dew


The things that remind me of you

Like Mountain Dew

Cut through my heart

As if

The pain

Were

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lindacee 5 years ago from Southern Arizona

Beautiful.


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U Neek 5 years ago from Georgia, USA Author

Thank you lindacee.


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dags the drover 5 years ago from still lost in Western Australia

Very touching.. welcome back Cheers dags


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U Neek 5 years ago from Georgia, USA Author

Thank you dags. And it's nice to be missed!


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dags the drover 5 years ago from still lost in Western Australia

You're welcome.. Dags


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Five One Cows 5 years ago from Moo Town

This is a very exciting and great year!


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capncrunch 5 years ago from New Orleans

Hey U Neek,

I appreciate you sharing this with us. Isn't it something how all those little things remind and are connected to things most cherished? Wonderful!


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U Neek 5 years ago from Georgia, USA Author

Kinda cheesy, I know, but the little remembrances keep him close. I appreciate your enthusiastic endorsement.

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