Loss of a Sibling

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Live For Them

Live For Them Life is so precious. It shows us the highs and the lows. It gives us love and light, grief and darkness. In the end, life stops when death comes, so we have no say. We can all strive to be fit and healthy, begging years to not take us, but they do. Life...

Blissful Ignorance

Blissful Ignorance I was happy. At the time I didn't know it, when you grow up happy you can't distinguish between joy and despair because you haven't been truly unhappy. You don't really understand why people would be cold and miserable. In my case, ignorance was...

No One Fights Alone

About a year and a half ago, my oldest brother, Taylor, the healthiest guy I've ever seen in my entire life, was diagnosed with Melanoma skin cancer. I remember that day as clearly as if it was only a moment ago, we had gone to my grandma's house to see my aunt Nancy....

One

“How many siblings do you have?” My worst nightmare; my greatest fear; the moment I hoped would never come, but knew ultimately would. There I was. And there was no way to stop it. How will I answer? Two? One? Will my facial expression give it away regardless of my...

My Essay

“It’s not a pretty story.” She says, and takes a bite of food. I smile. “Go ahead and just tell me.” “Okay, well, I was twenty-two years old, newly married, when my mom told me that my sister Angela called. She was sick, running fevers, in Italy. So we told her to...

My Other Brother

Dear Christopher, I know you will never be able to hold this in your hands and read it. I know you will never have the chance to tell me what you think about the things I’m about to say. One thing I do know is that you are forever with me and through your presence you...

My Brother Michael

The immense coughing continued to resonate through the night, disturbing those who were listening. Blood began to seep out of the sick boy’s mouth, mixed with undigested food and mucus. There I was sitting on a rickety, old chair, rocking back and forth, and pondering...