I Miss Rudy!
by Robin R Ortiz
My brother Rudy passed away in his sleep on February 27th, 2013 he was only 57. I miss him so much! He is the 2nd child of 6 and I'm the 4th. The day before he passed we spoke on the phone and the last words we said to each other was "I Love You" like we always did. Thank the Lord we did. But now I will never hear him say it to me again.
That morning I received a call from my older brother telling me that Rudy had died. I could not believe it. It was like my world had stopped. I called my son to pick me up and drive me to my parents house where my brother lived. The OMI waited for me to get there so I could say Good-Bye. When I saw him there lying on the floor I was in shock, not my bother. You always here of death and feel bad for the person grieving but you never know how you are going to feel until it happens to you. I thought I would be the strong one in the family and it turns out I'm not. I want to talk to Rudy, I want to hear him answer the phone when I call my parents house, but he never does. I can't stop crying. I can't stop thinking of how we are now only 7 of 8. We are not complete anymore. I just want the world to stop and feel my pain like me. But the world does not stop. Today I'm going to see a grief counselor and next week a support group. I'm hoping that it will get easier instead of harder. Since Rudy passed it seems to have gotten harder than easier.