But I’m glad you found this.

My writing is two-fold. To help me cope with my grief and to provide support to you.

I realized after my brother died in November 2017, that there were essentially zero sibling grief support groups out there. There was your general GRIEF support group, but I wasn’t about to sit in on people talking about their 50, 60, 70 year old family members.

My brother was only 39 when he died.

He wasn’t even SICK.

But we later learned that he was sick. He just didn’t know it.

Grief is something I didn’t know much about. I didn’t study Psychology. I’ve only ever lost grandparents who lived long lives. My closest friends and family have lost their parents, not siblings, which is horrible enough.

I have two daughters. Before I became a mom, I was told you don’t fully understand what it’s like until you live it daily.

Same goes with grief. You don’t fully understand grief until you’re forced to live it daily.

Feel free to read on as I journal this forever journey of grief and try to navigate my way through the varying emotions that overcome me day in and day out.