Today was supposed to be the graveside service and internment for my brother, but the weather is crazy in Alberta right now so they’re having everything in the arena instead. My mom has been dreading this day since he passed away. I am really thankful she doesn’t have to go stand out in the graveyard this afternoon. I can only hope that all the people in the town are respectful to my family. I’m really feeling regretful that I came back to Victoria on Sunday. I should have stayed for this one last ritual, if only to protect my mom from well-intentioned looky loos and drama queens posing as friends.
Look how amazing this boy was.
I’m a proud sister, what can I say?