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esskay
Digital storyteller, Photographic narrator, Hogwarts alum. In real life, I write things. I speak fluent sarcasm. I'm unintentionally funny. My favorite thing is food. Guac is life. I'm a fountain of the most random information. I'm pretty, only because it's weird to call oneself beautiful. I'm weird in all the good ways. I live in the greatest city on Earth. I was Sasha before Beyonce was schizophrenic. My life is stranger than fiction. But please, don't take my word for it. My pen is mightier than my sword. Instagram
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Friday, April 3, 2015 || 5:23 PM
I was (re)reading The Fault In Our Stars today and marveling again at how accurate that book is. It got me to thinking about my brother. Not in a sad way, just in a trying-to-remember way. Of course, I have pictures of him but as much as this generation loves them some pictures, I'm realizing (maybe a little too late) that they never quite capture life the way we think they do. For instance, if I take a picture with a friend at a really great party, I'll always go back and look at that picture because it's a nice memory and I enjoyed myself and the company of my friend. And that will be enough because at the end of the day, I can always call up my friend and hang out with them and see them at any time. But if, God forbid, that friend passes away, that picture will never be enough because although a picture captures something we can see, it doesn't capture all the little unseen things. Like the way a person laughs. I realized I don't have any pictures of my brother laughing, which made me wonder if there are any of me laughing (there is only one that I can find). So now I've taken to closing my eyes and trying to remember the way my brother used to throw his head back when he laughed. It's been over five years since I've seen it and I thought the memory was slipping away but it's getting easier now that I see his son throw his head back and laugh the exact same way. It's incredible to me how a person can be just like someone they've never met. I expect it'll keep getting easier as he gets older and I see his father in him more and more each day. But I guess I'm saying all this to say that I really miss my brother today and I'd give just about anything to see him throw his head back and laugh again.Labels: friends and fam, in real life, personals |