It's Simple...

It's simple...I just miss my brother.

One of the most challenging things that I have had to face with grieving, is the fact that I just miss Manny. Simple as that.

I do not have any regrets, no lingering words...I just miss him. 

I miss every

single

thing about him.

I miss sitting and talking with him.

I miss watching him play in the yard with the boys. 

I miss his demeanor and his smile.

I miss the laughter around the dinner table, when he would entertain us with his elaborately told stories and impressions.

I just miss him, and that statement in itself, is a tough pill to swallow. It’s the heavy weight in my chest, the achy feeling in my throat, the scar in my heart. 

I miss my baby brother.