Saturday, January 7, 2012

Waiting for the Call Part 2

My brother died yesterday afternoon. I was amazed at how long he lived after his doctor thought he had days or maybe a week to live. He was super tough.

On Thursday at work, I kept thinking about him over and over. It came to me fiercely that I had one more chance to see him alive.

After work, I booked a flight and took the bus to the airport. I keep an emergency bag in my desk at work, so I have the essentials with me—toothbrush, razor, a pair of socks, a pair of unmentionables, and a few other things. In a little over two hours, I was on a non-stop flight to LAX.

I finally arrived at my brother's side a little before 10 that night, I think. He responded almost imperceptibly, but I know he knew I was there. I spoke to him for something close to a half and hour. I talked to him about all kinds of things. I spoke to him quietly.

I stayed late talking to Mark's saintly fiancée. I mean that. I don't know anyone who could have done for my brother what she did. It was amazing. I am so grateful.

She has a beautiful engagement ring on her left hand, but my brother got too sick before their plans could gel, and they were not able to have the ceremony. I believe in my heart that their love is eternal and that they will be together again in the next life. I believe that all our losses will be made up in the resurrection.

I got to bed in my Priceline hotel room after 2:00 AM.

I was able to see him again yesterday morning, but only briefly. He was barely breathing. I knew he would be gone that day. I kissed him and bid him a tender farewell.

I believe my brother was greeted by loved ones and ushered free at last to his true home. He was a kind, gentle, honest soul, good through and through.

Today is a day of a thousand memories, a thousand hopes.

God be with you until we meet again.

2 comments:

Rob said...

I am grateful that you got a chance to see him one more time. I am sure he felt your love and that it had a calming influence on him. I am confident the day will come when you will see him again, and he will thank you for your effort in being there at that time.

Love, Rob

NRIGirl said...

First time here. Sorry to hear about your loss. As you mentioned you will meet him again in glory in Home Eternal and there will be no more separation. Stay strong in His love.

If you have a minute care to stop by for some Coffee with Jesus.

We are going through Romans 13:12-14 these days and that's how I stumbled upon your blog.

Keep sharing. God bless you! Will be back to read more at lesiure.