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…over the years, after reading your post, to realize that I apparently have not thought about the sound of his voice was a surprise. I’ve been trying to conjure it since reading your post, and have been unable to do so. I would not have expected there to be any new ideas to contemplate about such a long-ago life-changing event - 1978.

He’s been gone so long that there are moments when I almost feel like I imagined him. I don’t know about you, but I find that losing the one person you shared your childhood with in some ways partly negates it because you don’t have anyone to share those memories with. It was just the 2 of us. We were very close. I was 3 years older. I envy people from bigger families. I miss being a sister.

I hope I am not bumming you out. I think there is almost always something to be gained when hearing about others’ experiences dealing with the never-ending task of adjusting to sibling loss.