It's Been Ten Years

Ed's portrait
He wanted to be remembered

Ten Years ago today, my brother Ed died in a white water rafting accident.

Mom believes that he's still alive.  The other day she overheard me telling an old neighbor who works at the home that Ed passed.

"No he isn't!"  My mom answered from the other side of the room.

"Oh, that's right... he's here."  I answered.

Ed is alive in my mom's mind and my heart.  Every day Ed's name comes up in conversation between my mom and me.

"Where's Eddie? He was just here a minute ago."  My mom asks when I visit her at the home.

"Oh, he's working with Dad."  I find myself answering her.

I miss Ed.

I often wonder how Care Giving for my mom would have been different if Ed didn't die on June 30, 2001.  Would Ed have helped me?  I like to believe that he would have; Ed believed in family loyalty.

Wherever you are Ed... you will always be alive in my heart.