Watching Eddie's casket being lowered into the grave was very hard for me. This was a finalization that I will no longer see my brother physically nor will I be able to interact with him again. He was suppose to experience at least the first half of the 21st century in what it has to offer with new ideas and innovations. Missing him is the hardest part. Depending on how long I have in this world just means he is not here during that time. Eddie was my first little brother whom I also considered as one of my "kids.” I saw him more through the eyes of a parent than as a brother - from his first steps as a toddler; to helping him settle in to his freshman dorm room at Boston University; to seeing his role as Director of Systems Technology. That didn’t mean I didn’t enjoy hearing about his crazy, wild times as a brother. I wish I had a chance to partake some of those moments with him.
He made great strides during his young adult life, which provided me with pride when conveying them to my friends, but for me, it's the small things he’s done which comes to the forefront more such as a plant he salvaged from a trash bin a few years ago and nurtured back to life. Each time I see it, which now sits in my sun room, memories about him surfaces.
Even though he left this world as a young adult at 28 with a face of a kid his spirit will continue to grow and age along with me especially each year on his birthday.
