Big sigh...

'nother one bites the dust...
and another one's gone
and another one's gone
duh, duh, duh
'nother one bites the dust...

My brother's 'bride' as they called her at his funeral, died.
I am honestly surprised she didn't die within days of Scotty's passing

While I am sad and crying, it is only for myself.
Her death was a 'good dead'.
She'd battled cancer for years, upon years.  I think it was during my first Nano that she was given 6 weeks to live.  Part of me completing Nano that year was all about - if I had six weeks would I wallow or excel?

There was a time when she was my best friend. 
Oh the things we did...
Funny, funny things that had us laughing and laughing.

There was a time when she betrayed me and cost me my bookend among other family members. A time when I was left to deal with some pretty hefty matters on my own because she took my support structure from me.
We all do what we have to do.

I think I'm stronger because of her choices, though they still hurt.

May you find peace.
May you find the heaven you think is there.
When you see my brother thank him for being there for me.
Tell him that I still need my bookend.