In late August, I unexpectedly lost my younger brother. He passed suddenly on a Sunday morning, at the age of 26. My brother was a good-hearted, loving person, however he had been fighting his own addictions and demons for the past few years. God took matters into his own hands and chose to accept Jeffrey into his home on August 18, 2013.
The week of Jeffrey's passing was bitter sweet for me; not only were my parents and I burying my brother, but both my boys were starting school that week. Cohen for the first time, was heading off to Kindergarten while Carson was entering the second grade.
Excitement filled our home the morning the boys attended their first day of school. We woke a little early that morning, carried out our daily routines and I snapped a few quick pictures of the boys before they headed off.
Cohen was finally able to ride the "big cheese" with his older brother. He was headed to a big new world with new sights, sounds, and friends. And yes, I cried like a baby when I put them on the bus. My babies are growing up.
The following week, I also entered a big new world with new sights, sounds and friends. I started a new job outside the home. I'd been a stay-at-home for over six years, and loved every minute, every adventure and every new memory made with family.
The time had come for me to find a new way to contribute to our family and that meant entering back into the workforce since both my boys were gone full time during the school day. I work 27 hours a week, and only during the hours that my boys attend school. As an added bonus, my office is five minutes from my house. Finding flexibility and closeness was crucial for me. I had no desire for my boys to attend a sitter before or after school.
So here we are, four months after burying Jeffrey; the days are getting easier, the tears flow less often, and I smile more knowing that my brother is watching down over our family. It's become peaceful for me knowing he's no longer suffering and is truly at rest. My job is in full swing and going well. I work at a small, family owned flooring business and I enjoy the others I work with. The holidays are quickly approaching and the snow is starting to fall in our neck of the woods.
My year has been full of chaos, fun and sadness, but my family has held me up and been my rock through it all. I love my parents and all my boys dearly and look forward to what 2014 will bring for us all. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays to my readers. May your holidays and New Year be bright!
After the holidays I plan to get back on the band wagon and share stories of family, fun and more DIY projects, so stay tuned....
|In Loving Memory|
Jeffrey Thomas Felix
May 12, 1987 - August 18, 2013