24 years ago, my brother died. I’ve never spoken of his death.
I wanted to pretend it all never happened.
I can’t anymore.
I had a brother. He meant everything to me. Today, I tell MY side of his story.
I finally break 24 years of silence on the Sisterwives blog. Without these women, I would never be able to tell this story. Alone we are enough, but together, we are STRONGER.
I have a lot of online support to come forward with a story like this. I have my other blog family, Stories That Must Not Die.
I have friends like REDdog who look out for me, always.
And Gretchen Weber Kelly. She was the first person I reached out to about my brother. She lost her brother. And she preserves his memory with such beauty and grace on her blog, she inspired me to do the same.
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