Since the beginning of last month, pretty much after my family just got back home from our Christmas vacation, one of my brothers went to the hospital.
Carey is a “half-brother” of mine, the oldest out of us, but at only 43 years young. As a note, I never mention the “half” towards any of my siblings in normal conversation, only to explain because I didn’t grow up near them. We’re not half people. Though, perhaps they may not feel that way, as I’m not a “whole sibling” to anyone. I’ve always wanted to be.
As I said, I’m not one to give big details on my personal life, so I won’t share what he went through, but, my brother Carey went to the hospital, and after a long fight, he didn’t make it. The services took place about two weeks ago, and everyone that was even a small part of his life will greatly miss him. He was a fun guy to be around, a great big brother, father, husband, son, friend, cop, etc.
L-R: Dad, Carey, and his granddaughter
We will love you forever and miss you greatly!
7 comments:
I'm so sorry, Sheri.
hugs and prayers... He is my age... Its just way too young to be gone from here.
I am sorry to hear about your loss.
I'm sorry for your loss.
I'm so sorry. :hug: If you need to talk let me know, I'm always here. =)
oh Sheri - I'm so sorry for your loss... know that I'm thinking of you and sending strength and good wishes your way!!
So sorry to hear this Sheri!
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