One of my favorite songs. Check the lyrics and you'll know why.
To be more specific: My brother, Alan, died in 2002 and I opened and stared into his eyes as I heard his heart rate monitor steadily go from slow to nothing. I looked into his eyes and said "please help me when you get to the other side. I'm going to need your help. I can't do this from here from all by myself. I'll need your help. Help me when you go there, okay?
I don't want you to feel bad about leaving. Don't feel bad that you have to go. Your body won't let you stay. I know you want to stay but you can't. Your body won't let you. So don't feel bad about going, okay? We'll be alright, okay? I love you, I love you."
And that was it.
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Tuesday, July 18, 1995
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