My brother was a very good person but he had never quite gotten his life going. I think much of my grieving is for a life largely unfulfilled. He had many skills and talents but wasn't able to focus them into a career or even a consistent job. I miss him. I miss our talks, long conversations about politics on the phone. He worked quite hard on Jerry McNerny's campaign in the neighboring Congressional District in 2006. He was particularly interested in registering people to vote; stories about Republicans dumping voter registrations make him quite angry.
I've found from other deaths that there is nothing like it to make everything in my life come into clearer focus. It's been no different this time. Life has just seemed more poignant; my emotions are closer to the surface. I'm sleeping more. I've given up wearing eye makeup for the time-being; every time I go out something makes me cry and I come home with smudges under my eyes.
But of course the world has not stopped even if I have been too busy and too distracted to be writing about that. I've got a back-log of things I want to write about and should get to now. There are a couple of posts remaining from my trip to Netroots Nation in Pittsburgh, now a few weeks past, a belated Labor post, and more on Healthcare Reform. For the next few days I'm resting in the spaciousness of my friend Barbara's house in the Okanogan. The timing couldn't be better. But I expect that I'm make it down to the local coffee shop once a day to get a post out.
Oh, Lynn. I'm so sorry for your loss. Thank you for sharing this with us. So sad and sweet about finding presents for Nadia in your brother's room. It sounds like you were such a good sister to him. You are in my thoughts.
Good call on the eye makeup, too. Who needs it, anyway?
Thanks, Sarah. You may change your mind on eye make-up as you get a bit older.