feeling blue
Hey, Philip, it's never easy to let go of someone you love. And it sounds like you're still grieving your brother's loss, too, so you have a lot to deal with. It sounds sappy the way Barbra Streisand put it, but it IS the laughter that we remember when we think of our loved ones. I think of the good times I had with my departed family members and it eases the pain.
I know you'll do your best to make your sister happy...BTW, Utopia, grieving is a mixture of cursing, crying, laughing, and weeping (and sometimes all at once)...and for me, banging the bongos and congas really helped me get the anger out of my system.
And sometimes, man, you have to let it out. Whether you yell or cry or bang hell out of the drums (better that hitting other things or people), find something that'll work for you.
Of course, you took a big step when you posted your note...hang in there, bro'...
keep the beat goin' ... Don't keep it to yourself!
Charlie
"If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away." --Henry David Thoreau, "Walden," 1854
"There's a lot to be said for Time Honored tradition and value." --In memory of Frank "fiacovaz" Iacovazzi
"Maybe your drums can be beat, but you can't."--Jack Keck
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