When someone chooses the wrong paths in life, then removes themselves from you and your family, how does one go about remembering the good?

My brother passed away yesterday. He had a rough go of things, made some big mistakes and some bad decisions and he was paying his dues when he time came. But right now I really don’t want to dwell on that. I want to remember the good stuff. Sadly, there is not much that I can remember so my simple little pieces will have to do.

I want to remember that big dopey grin he had. Gosh, he was a dork when wearing that grin, but that was him. It fit him!

Or how much he loved music. I can remember when he got Bruce Springsteen’s “Born in the USA” on cassette! Man, that tape got played a TON! Remember that Mom?

He loved riding his bike. I think he loved “fixing” them even more. LOL

He loved spending time with our cousins on my dad’s side of the family. They often brought up their 3-wheelers and took us mud bogging. He lived for those weekends.

Or how about when he came back from some time in Oklahoma and he had the thickest accent. LOL And it had only been maybe a year or so that he lived there.

He is gone. But with him went his demons, his cancer and his pain.

Goodbye, Mike! I hope you finally are at peace!


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