Somebody save me! Damn this Facebook nonsense and catching up with people of the past. I stumbled on a page yesterday which highlights students who passed away from my high school. I was caught by surprise when I stumbled on a picture of one of my brothers. A wave of emotions ran through my body I wasn’t expecting. It has been nearly 17 years since his passing, but the feelings are still quite raw. I’m pretty sure it’s because I see a lot of him in my daughter’s facial expressions. It saddens me greatly she’ll never get to meet him.
It probably didn’t help when I read nice comments left about my brother by his classmates. Maybe I’m just in a sappy mood. Let’s go with that. Learning about people who passed away who are your own age is rough. It really makes you think about the impact we leave on others. It’s interesting what people remember about others from the formative years of our lives. Is it odd that bloggers who have only known me for a year might even know me better than classmates who went to school with me for 12 years?
I spent a good portion of yesterday reading how students lost their lives due to car accidents or cancer. Combine this with planting ourselves in front of the tv last Friday night to watch the Stand Up to Cancer fundraiser. I suppose it’s safe to say I’m in a melancholy mood.