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How do I Feel
Burying my brother, how did I feel?
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It is possible to feel many things at once.
On the 15th of January 2025, when they found my brother’s body, I got the call. Distance is a thief. I didn’t even know he was missing.
I was chatting online with my nephew, his son. I was skeptical of his career choice. Well, skeptical is a soft word — I was disappointed. But you can’t be too hard on kids these days, they run. Plus, I’m only a few years older than him, he seldom takes my advice. Then again, I could understand his situation. In our country today, there aren’t any magnificent job opportunities waiting for young graduates.
I noticed something was wrong when he replied a careless “LoL” to my accusatory vn. Okay..? Since when did he stop caring?
My girlfriend walked in from work almost immediately, and while she was telling me about the struggles from her day, I was distracted. My nephew wasn’t okay. Something was wrong.
I’m not a psychic, I promise, I’ve just known that boy all his life. I love him most in the world. And truthfully? Calling him a nephew feels wrong. He is my younger brother. However, for context, I must.
