Sunday, September 20, 2009
A hard climb
A couple of weeks ago I climbed a mountain here in Colorado. This past weekend I climbed a different type of mountain; I said farewell to my brother Kirk. It's so hard to say goodbye to someone that you have adored, played with, teased, loved, been mad at, laughed and cried with, shared a room with, and taken trips with. Someone who knows the very best, and the very worst about you, but still loves you. When I reached the summit of Mount Democrat it seemed like I could see into eternity. I felt the same way when I looked into my brothers face and we expressed our love for each other. Kirk, I will see you on the other side of the mountain. I love you dear brother.
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5 comments:
Such a fitting and beautiful analogy Aunt Sylvia. So glad you got to see Kirk and tell him how you feel about him.
I'm very glad you got to see Kirk and spend time with him. This is a beautiful tribute to a great man.
You always say things so beautifully sister. I love you.
Kirk's mountain climb is awe-inspiring. Your sisterly love and devotion is also beautiful. Thank you for this post.
Beautifully written. I can see why he wanted you to speak at his funeral.
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