A twist for Lou

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 Its May 17th,  For some people its the celebration of Norwegian Independence.  It was also my parents wedding anniversary. They had a church wedding before  my dad went off to fight in World War II Today is also my little brothers Lou birthday.   He would have been 62 today,   He  started off life as my first cousin   a "double cousin". However  since the day he was born to the day he died (and beyond )has ALWAYS been my  sibling.  My first friend.  My confidant,  The only uncle my girls knew.

I remember me being 6 and him being three and telling him Presdient Kennedy had died  and he looked at me like I had all the knowledge it the world,,,for a 6 year old anyways,  We experienced the teenage angst years together.  We supported each other through the myriad of losses that  besieged the family,  He often was my only support.  When he moved out of the area he text me everyday ad was my sounding board for all the issues in my life.  I wish I heard his counsel now,

We lost him all to quickly. 5 years in July,  I still reel from his loss. and often write about it,  I look at his picture I hang Christmas ornaments that remind me of him. muscle cars, the minions (he hated them). He is often my co therapist. when I am working with someone who grieves,  It is such a process.... grief.

The price we pay for love.  His  love hasn't left me though, or my girls.  His sense of humor or dare I say sarcasm,  Its held. and kept in. my heart.  My twist of gratitude this morning. For Lou,  Happy birthday Lou.  from me and the girls.  Love you always.

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