This blog has been established for those of you who love and care about my brother, Dennis M. Rich. Dennis battled sarcoma for over two years. His strength and courage is truly inspiring. This is a piece of his story.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Dennis,
I can see your hands~ gnarled from a past injury or two, strong and calloused. I don't know why, but when I think of you I always see your hands. I can see your face, your teeth and your hair too. Everyone says we look alike. I think we do too.
I can hear the sound of your laugh, loud and booming. When something was funny you never held back. I can hear your voice. I can remember when it was gone, you mouthed to me that you loved me. I think of that often. I always knew you felt that way, c'mon~ I'm your sister...I just hated that you had to say it because time was running out.
I can recall all of the crazy mannerisms that were strictly yours~ the way you would stretch your neck, when you would walk and kick your heels, the way you would blink and nod, how you would space out mid-conversation while watching television. I hated when you did that to me. My favorite though was when you would close your eyes, shrug your shoulders and make that face. I can imitate it perfectly...always could.
I can feel your strength. You were invincible~ muscular, athletic, confident. You were so brave, so selfless. You still are all of those things to me, even now.
I will never forget you. How could I?
One year later, my heart and our family remains broken. I am still angry. Still in denial. Still worried. Still devastated. Still sad. Still missing you. I will never be the same.
I have so many questions I wish you could answer and I've wished you back a thousand times. I just wish you could go home to your girls.
I know what you wanted for all of us. I know what matters to you and what doesn't. I know you are still with me and I know we'll see you again someday~ it just seems like too long to wait.
There is nobody in this world like you, Den.
I love you,
Katie
I can hear the sound of your laugh, loud and booming. When something was funny you never held back. I can hear your voice. I can remember when it was gone, you mouthed to me that you loved me. I think of that often. I always knew you felt that way, c'mon~ I'm your sister...I just hated that you had to say it because time was running out.
I can recall all of the crazy mannerisms that were strictly yours~ the way you would stretch your neck, when you would walk and kick your heels, the way you would blink and nod, how you would space out mid-conversation while watching television. I hated when you did that to me. My favorite though was when you would close your eyes, shrug your shoulders and make that face. I can imitate it perfectly...always could.
I can feel your strength. You were invincible~ muscular, athletic, confident. You were so brave, so selfless. You still are all of those things to me, even now.
I will never forget you. How could I?
One year later, my heart and our family remains broken. I am still angry. Still in denial. Still worried. Still devastated. Still sad. Still missing you. I will never be the same.
I have so many questions I wish you could answer and I've wished you back a thousand times. I just wish you could go home to your girls.
I know what you wanted for all of us. I know what matters to you and what doesn't. I know you are still with me and I know we'll see you again someday~ it just seems like too long to wait.
There is nobody in this world like you, Den.
I love you,
Katie
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