Worst thing ever. *Sad*

That moment when your five year old asks, "Why did the boy in the picture frame with no glasses, your brother. Why did he die mom? How did he die? And take nothing for an answer, because he's old enough to know he's not getting the whole story and he wants to know the truth. So you have to step away and call your older sister who has been here before to get an answer- because you don't know what else to say. And still end the conversation with, you are still a little boy and we will talk about this when you are older. It has been almost 11 years and that is still the worst thing ever.

:-( that made me want to cry.

that is so sad  

Not sure what happened, but that is sad. I am sorry mama. I can't imagine.

I'm sorry.   how did he die?

I'm so sorry  

Quoting Minion:" I'm sorry.   how did he die?"

He died from inhaling air freshener. But it wasn't he died huffing at home. I had looked for him. And couldn't find him the night before he died. Some point after that he went to the back of the apts with one of his friends. And when they were both heading home, his friend was gone already- my brother collapsed and died outside our living room window, but we weren't able to see him there because of a big tree. And I had gone to school the next morning... nobody found him until around lunch time. And it wasn't an adult. It was a 4 year old. He kept telling his mom and older sister, but it took them 2 hours to go look at what he was saying. Michael's sleeping in the grass. And then she (his older sister and my good friend) ran up to my mom screaming Michael's dead. He had died sometime between 11 and 1 the night before, so he there was nothing anyone could have done to save him by that time. Anyway- sorry for the book. I really miss him and I wasn't expecting that conversation over dinner tonight. It makes me so sad. He was a wonderful uncle to our nieces. And he would just love the boys and skating with them. No doubt about it. And he was my "little- big brother" because although he was only 13 and I was 16, he had outgrown me by about a foot. He would lean on me and say, Ang you are the best arm rest ever. He was full of life, love, joy. The funniest guy ever. He also had ADHD and was a spaz, so before my mom started home schooling him- he'd get kicked out of the classroom and it would piss the teachers off, because they would say it made their job harder, trying to discipline him while h was making them laugh and then the other kids wouldn't be easy to settle down. Several of his teachers came to his service and spoke. And a few police officers he had made friends with as a kid and would call to talk to them on the phone lol He was such a big personality and cared about everyone. The funeral home was forced to open the overflow rooms and even after they reached capacity there were people outside.


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We have to just tell Jacob what happened to his uncle. Even though there aren't any pictures, his uncle died on Christmas Eve 2011.

It's horrible when they ask. It's horrible the stories you have to tell. It's worse when they want to know the truth.

It's horrible to hear him say in a sad voice, "Uncle won't be here this year."

And last year when he did pass. Apparently he died in the middle of the night, and when he got up to open presents he said, "Where's Uncle Noah? Is he going to come and open presents with us?"

Absolutely horrible

Quoting TheCoopersKnitWitch:" We have to just tell Jacob what happened to his uncle. Even though there aren't any pictures, his uncle ... [snip!] ... he got up to open presents he said, "Where's Uncle Noah? Is he going to come and open presents with us?" Absolutely horrible"

Who was Noah?

And Yes, I agree. It is horrible. I like talking about Michael. And telling stories about when we were little. But, it's hard when the questions are about death, why we can't go to heaven to visit them. why they can't see us.

I'm sorry for your loss. And I'm sorry you had to go through that at the end of your pregnancy and with a newborn.  

Quoting ♫ boobook ♫:" Who was Noah? And Yes, I agree. It is horrible. I like talking about Michael. And telling stories ... [snip!] ... us. I'm sorry for your loss. And I'm sorry you had to go through that at the end of your pregnancy and with a newborn.  "

It wasn't someone related to me. It was my ex husband's brother, he was only 32 and passed of liver failure.

And on the same day my brothers and sisters were in a horrible car crash. And I thought I was in labor, but when I found out he passed, I seriously said, "Ok this over, I'm not going into labor, I want to go home NOW" I just had to be there for Jacob.