It’s been a hard year.

My kid brother, Jonathan, died September 15th of last year after rolling his vehicle and spending 6 days in a coma with brain trauma. He never woke up from the moment he wrecked so closure has been difficult. I’ve had to tell countless people our story of sitting outside ICU, waiting for him to die because we knew nothing else would happen but that. I’d not been able to get through it without crying until now.

He was 20 years old and had been married just 2 months before the accident. He was a hugger and a constant talker through movies. He was an organ donor and saved 5 people with his death.

Baby tax. This is me, holding my baby brother when he was born. I miss him so so much. And I think about him everyday. It’s still hard but the pain is getting muted and the memories, louder. I’m grateful for that.

Edit: Thanks for all the condolences. It’s sort of weird hearing it a year later but when people say it to my face now I’m able to look them in the eye and say I’m ok. More than I can say for our mom but she is coping. I didn’t know I’d find so many with sibling grief here. Thank you for all your support.