Yesterday started great. I was having so much fun when hubby took me out to dinner. We drove around for quite some time before stopping at one of our favorite steak houses where we had a delicious steak and salad. I am home and was on top of the world when I got the call that my brother was gone. He had passed away earlier in the day.
It hit me hard but he is in a better place. He had suffered so badly with that awful disease. I started to feel bad about being cowardly about going to to Detroit to see him but I wanted to remember him as I knew him and we did talk on the phone and exchange letters. His mom understood. That is all that is important to me. His mom, whom I love dearly, understood. So did he. The last time we talked we laughed about some things we did when we were children. He thanked me for the letters and cards i sent.
They will be having a memorial out there for him and I will not attend but i will attend the one they have back here in Pa. Some of you may not understand but I do not go to many funerals. I do not want one of my own. I only want a memorial where my pastor and a few others might say some things about me and that is that.
My husband refused to let me sit around the house and feel sorry today so he took me out to dinner again and we stopped to buy some furniture we have been thinking of getting for the house. I ordered a dinette set, a loveseat and a recliner for him.
I contacted my friends and they are going to go to the memorial for my brother with me. I hate to say it but we may make it sorta like a party cause that is how he was. He loved a good laugh and a party. By the time we have it, we may feel like doing that.