RIP Kevin…

Fuck. Those are my first thoughts… I found out tonight, via checking out Facebook, that my ex-husband’s brother had passed away. He was my age minus 5 months or so; he had two kids, ages 12 and 8 about now; he got cancer throughout his body, somehow, about when we were divorcing… Aw, shit. He was a very good guy, and I’m glad he got so many more years with his kids than originally thought. But still, obviously, it stings. I haven’t spoken with the ex in a few years now, though we parted on pretty good terms. He’s an out-of-sight-out-of-mind kinda guy, and once Jasper and George were gone, those connections had faded… Though I do keep him and his in my heart, as I’m prone to do. So, fuck… I feel for him and his family and Kevin’s kids. Even though this happened Thanksgiving morning, it sounds like they were all there with him as he went… Be at peace, Kevin, be free from pain and know you will be loved and missed…

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