- Dec 15, 2005
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I know first hand, that grief is a painful process in general. For most, the holidays seem to be the hardest. I thought that maybe we could come together and see if we can share how we get through the holidays and offer support to those who are having a hard time.
I have lost many people in my life, but the most recent was my only brother this past Jan. We wasn't raised together for I was adopted out to my great aunt and uncle when I was 22 months old. When we got older, we got in contact and were really close for many years. A lot of people thought we were twins. Being 358 days apart, we were the closest thing to it. The last three years, we lost contact and the last time I saw him was at his funeral. He was raised in and out of children's homes and foster homes up until his teens and he had a really hard time as an adult. A lot of his Christmas' were not that great and I always tried to make it a good holiday for him when I could. Knowing that, it puts at least a small smile on my face for the look in his eyes knowing that he got something that he had actually asked for and not a package of socks was a joy to me.
During the holidays, with anyone I've lost, I always try to think of the best memories and try and focus on the good times. It has taken a lot of self-discipline to get me to this point without breaking down. (And of course, God)
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I have lost many people in my life, but the most recent was my only brother this past Jan. We wasn't raised together for I was adopted out to my great aunt and uncle when I was 22 months old. When we got older, we got in contact and were really close for many years. A lot of people thought we were twins. Being 358 days apart, we were the closest thing to it. The last three years, we lost contact and the last time I saw him was at his funeral. He was raised in and out of children's homes and foster homes up until his teens and he had a really hard time as an adult. A lot of his Christmas' were not that great and I always tried to make it a good holiday for him when I could. Knowing that, it puts at least a small smile on my face for the look in his eyes knowing that he got something that he had actually asked for and not a package of socks was a joy to me.
During the holidays, with anyone I've lost, I always try to think of the best memories and try and focus on the good times. It has taken a lot of self-discipline to get me to this point without breaking down. (And of course, God)

