CASE #1327

At a young age my MOM asked me if I would have liked a younger brother, I said Yes, she told me about a younger brother who had died at 2 days old. Then I know just to share she mentioned how while she was carrying him in her belly, she was up with me walking in the house one night when I was 2 years old and I kicked her belly and was she sore, and another time while still carrying him and walking holding me she fell on a hill in the neighborhood and was also sore. I know she never ment to make me feel guilt or blame for his death but boy I did, even at that young age of I estimate 6 - 10 years old. Never would I tell her, how I felt, she died in my home some years back the day after Thanksgiving and I never mentioned it to her. the next July I decided to honor my brother and mother by placing a large butterfly balloon at his grave with a sunflower on the day of his birth. Two days later on the day he died I went back to his popper grave marked only with a number and released the balloon. The scare of that pain I had is still they but I have grown. As a result I will always remember my baby brother Joseph, the brother I know I liked. I would have liked to make my story into a book to help people suffering loss, thanks for the possibility of makeing it kinda a reality in a book, Yours truely, Leo G. 01/20/59, my divorce after 28 years did not leave the same type of scar. Thank You