I don't really know what I'm feeling, there is so much in my head so I just need to write it all down and get it out I think, so please bear with me here!
I got a phone call from my mum this morning letting me know that one of my little brother's best mates was killed in a car accident on Monday (Car vs truck in Huntly) and that he was having a rough time with it.
I rang him right away and had a chat, let him know I'm here for anything anytime, wishing I could hug him and be of some actual help to him.
I just feel so terribly sad for him. His mate was one of those guys who lived life right on the edge, and was a big part of their group of friends. His death has rocked a lot of my brother's mates too.
He was so sad when I talked to him, he already really misses his friend. And I admire him so much. He's been going to visit his friend's family, his friend's girlfriend and today he is going to see his friend. Whilst still managing work, study and his 5 year old daughter.
My brother is a great guy with a huge heart. He is only 22 and he has dealt with a lot in his life.
I keep crying whenever I think about what he must be feeling. My hubby laughed at me when I told him why I was upset (but he hugged me too) and I wish I could be with him and help him and I guess in my older sister-ly way, protect him a bit from it???
I think I'm also a bit weepy because I know how it could easily have been my brother too, and it brings home the reality a bit.
And, in the way that only tragedy can, it makes me want to wrap up my little family in cotton wool and bubble wrap and never let them from my side!
Once again, sorry for the ramble and thanks for reading/listening