Phil Lee, Judi, and Looking Back
Phil Lee wrote on facebook yesterday that it was the 50th anniversary of his brother's death. That afterward, everything was different, everybody was someone else. It made me think....about a sweet young Phil and his mother....the unfathomable pain of losing a 15 year old boy. I left a comment of sympathy and moved along but it stayed with me. It made me think about how losing my sister changed everything for me too. Completely different circumstances, and far different ages. Judi was 51, when she died, I was in my late 40s. And yet, just like for Phil, in some ways everybody became someone else. I became someone else.
I use the hell out of this blog by processing my life's events for myself. I don't know why it helps me to write it out, and to go back and read it sometimes, but it does. Today I went back and looked at a post done on this day, or very close, for every year since I've been writing this blog.
Wow.
It was the 2008 entry that caught at me the most though. I clicked through, reading over the following posts, into 2009, until Judi died in early February. What a time that was. I've been missing her more recently. I look back over my last few weeks of posts this year and the worst that's happened is high fevers and the like. It's so hard to know where life is taking us.