I’m not going to spend New Year’s Eve at a party with friends or family. Nor am I going to watch the festivities on television.
I’m going to spend the New Year with my brother’s ashes.
I’m sorry, 2014. It’s not your fault. But when I look back upon you, there’s only one thing that I will remember, and it’s the sudden and unexpected passing of my brother, Mark.
I couldn’t spend Christmas with Mark. The rest of my family went overseas on a long-planned trip, so they sent me to California to be with family there. We left his ashes alone, and I feel terrible about that. I should have stayed.
So tonight, I’m gonna light a candle next to him, and remember.
I miss you, Mark.