Missing Mark

One year ago today I lost my brother Mark. I was blessed to spend his last day with him; although, at the time I did not know it was going to be his last day.

Mark was my baby brother. Born with many physical difficulties, he was the light of our family's life. He wanted to experience everything and was beyond smart.

Mark had the best deep chested chuckle and a great off-color sense of humor.

Mark and my son Joey were great friends, and I would imagine that today they are together in heaven thoroughly enjoying one another's company.

Mark was an expert at video games and even designed his own games and characters. He was a whiz at 3d design and could spout off technological information on the spot.

Mark was a good brother to me, and was always showing me cool things. I loved listening to him and was fascinated by his knowledge of things. My kids adored him and would sit at his side for hours watching him do things on the computer. I could call him with a question and he would always know the answer.

My husband and he became great friends, and I'll never forget the nights when Mark came to stay with us and they would go late into the night first one beating the other shortly followed by a heated rematch with lots of trash talk.

I loved Mark with all my heart and was devastated when after months of terrible illness he was suddenly taken from us. This is going to be a difficult day on so many levels as I miss my brother, remember my son, and ache for my parents whose pain I know all too well.

Mark, I love you! I'm so proud of you, and I hope you and Joey are well. We miss you like crazy EVERY single moment of EVERY single day! May your day bring you peace.