To be completely honest I wasn’t sure how to write this. I didn’t quite know how to process everything that had happened. In a way your mind tries to convince you that certain things just aren’t real. But I know in my heart it was. There was never doubt in what was happening but in the fact that I spent so long telling myself I’d never speak to them again in this life. My brother, Tommy, has been dead for over five years and my brother Drew for six years. It’s been that long since I have been able to speak with someone I spent every day of my life with. That is until my mom let me crash her meeting on a Sunday morning.
I heard them both that day. I listened as Tommy told me he loved me, and Drew thanked my mom and I for loving his daughter. In true big brother fashion, Tommy even told on me to my mom about the guy I like. He even gave his blessing. I heard my brother demand I ask the question I’d held on to since the day he died. I listened and cried as he apologized and he heard me when I told him I was sorry. We joked and bickered even with an entire veil separating us. I didn’t know what to expect when I decided to sit in on the meeting but what Sally gave me and my mom is something so priceless. I’ll never be able to thank her enough for who she is and what she does. Nothing will ever bring them back but she gave me a bit of each of them to carry me through until I see them again.
