I was on the way to work when I got the call. Mom told me to come home as you had passed away earlier that morning. I could not believe my twin brother was dead. We knew it was almost your time as we had just visited the night before. You were a skeleton of a man. Only flesh and bones. I sat next to you, and said you could leave. That I would survive without you Ian. You were my twin brother, and I loved you so dear. I was so sure that I would be fine without you. But I am not sure I was.
I went to say my goodbyes to you while you were still in the hospice care. Your eyes were closed, and you were facing the window. You looked so peaceful. Just like you were sleeping. I kissed your head, crying as I did. Reminding you that you were my twin brother, and I would love you and miss you with every breathe I had in my body. I said not to worry, I would take care of our sister Joan and our mom. With that, I said my last goodbye and walked out the door.
I was the only one to stand up to speak at your funeral. It was one of the hardest things I would ever do. I stood there staring at all the faces that loved and knew you. Not a single eye was dry. I stood on shaking knees as I spoke the words that came from my heart.