Hear tell it is National Sibling Day. Somber occasion for me having just the one sibling in my brother Travis (pictured here to my left circa mid-1980s somewhere along the Gulf of Mexico in Texas).
Travis committed suicide on July 16, 2003. I know it’s manipulative of me to tell you (but I am doing so anyway) that whatever is going on in your life and in your relationship with your siblings that you should still try to appreciate it, salvage it, enjoy it. I know that won’t exactly be true for everyone, because all familial relations can be and sometimes should be permanently strained and cut all together.
I can’t sit here and tell you I know with any certainty that if Travis were still alive today that we’d be as close as ever. Life just doesn’t work like. But that’s what suicide does. It takes away any other possibility and leaves you with just the one. And it’s not a happy one.
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