Bittersweet Day

Happy birthday, Billy.

Hope it's a good one in Heaven.

This would have been my brother's 32nd birthday had he lived. Unfortunately, his body wasn't strong enough to fight through the complications of Lupus any longer than it already had. He had been diagnosed with Systemic Lupus Erythematosus around the age of 14-15. The first trip to the hospital is still seared into my mind. I'm just not that ready to write about it right now. Not today. Today, he celebrates in Heaven with all the loved ones that I and my family have lost. I know he's having a grand time. I sometimes wish I could just peek in on that party. I'm going to do something nice for me today and just be with my pup and my family.  Before I go, I'd like to share a portion of a poem that means a lot to me.

Until next time,
Kay

Ode to Intimations of Immortality
by William Wordsworth

What though the radiance that was once so bright, 
be now forever taken from my sight. 
Though nothing can bring back the hour 
of splendor in the grass, 
of glory in the flower; 
We will grieve not, 
rather find strength in what remains behind.