David, first one on the left. July 1988, age 29 in this family photo
For everything there is a time and a season, A time to live, a time to die. Today I received the sad news that my youngestbrother passed away. He was only 49 years old. Too young. I last saw him about five years ago at my oldest brother's funeral gathering in California. He lived in Arizona himself so was not close in miles to the rest of us. His untimely death has me grieving the loss. I had felt this loss for many years since he was estrange from me. I don't know about anyone else in the family, but I felt the loss of his self-imposed alienation toward me.
I have had a few hours to process this shocking news. No words can express the hurt I feel which is more than the grief and mourning for a brother. I feel sadness for the pettiness that wedges relationships needlessly. Anyone who has lost a close relative or friend knows the deep grief one feels. Compound that with estrangement and it multiplies the agony.
My only solace is that David no longer has to endure the infirmities of the physical and can now move forward in the spirit realm. I pray that he will have the opportunity to understand more now without the physical body to cloud his mind. May he rest in peace as he reunites with our loved ones who have gone before.
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