It's taken five months. And at that, not my decision. A combination of having to be there, And Brotherly love!
It was the youngest brother who took me. Silently. And I remembered the first day I took him to school. Small, quiet, nervous, tears barely held back. And now, many years later, roles reversed, he stood with me. My support.
I walked up to it. Faced it. Saw the reality. And I can deny no more the truth.
Carved in stone, The name. Her name. And Her picture, smiling back at me.