Dear Dave-I Miss You Brother
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I Miss you Brother
Dear Dave, I've been thinking about you more than usual lately because you would've turned the big "50" on January 8. It's hard to fathom you've been gone for ten years already. I've been trying to write you for some time but I guess I wasn't ready until now. So many feelings come up in me and I think of what you could have been if it wasn't for that insidious disease that crippled you and took your mind, body and soul prisoner.
We were very close in childhood and well into our twenties. You, Laura and I, pretty much did everything together because you were only a year older. The three of us even looked alike and had many things in common, especially our love of music. Laura and I loved when you called us on stage to sing with you and the band or jammed with our friends. That is, until alcohol started to pull us apart. Your drinking changed you. Your sweetness, charm, intelligence and incredible talents started to fade away as your alcoholism progressed. You even turned your back on your beloved passion and true love of your life. The guitar was always a part of you and when you put it away, I knew you were losing your greatest joy in life. To me, this was when I knew you were giving up and alcohol was winning the battle.
Those last ten years of your life were painful for you and difficult for loved ones to watch. I will never forget the night I was watching the local news and there you were. Your mug shot reflected a sad man that had lost his soul. Your physical body was there but your true being had gone somewhere else. Your eyes were now hollow and desperate. You were driving home from your job at the airport after putting in a full day. You were pulled over because of reckless driving and given a breathalyzer test. Your blood alcohol was a shocking .43. The police found luggage in your back seat that you'd stolen from baggage claim. There were those who were insensitive and callous and asked if I was embarrassed about your latest escapade. I told them in no uncertain terms that "I was not embarrassed, just grateful that my brother was still alive." I knew then as I'd known for years, that this disease had a hold on you and may cause you to die early, just like mom. You tried sobering up and voluntarily entered treatment three times but you'd eventually succumb to your craving and addiction for alcohol.
Your roommate of many years, finally had enough. She kicked you out, knowing she was enabling you and your drinking. She was in love with you, even though she knew you weren't in love with her. For you, she was a friend and a place to lay your head. She would fill the refrigerator with beer and make sure to keep it restocked to keep you happy. It was a toxic and co-dependent relationship yet she found the courage and strength to let it go.
You now found yourself living on the streets and eventually moved into a homeless shelter. Several months later you qualified for a place to live. It was a stable apartment downtown, serving those who were deemed homeless.
I received the dreaded call I'd always feared would come. It was your older sister, wailing on the other end, trying to get the words out. "A policeman just came to my door Linda. He is dead, David is dead."
No one had seen or talked to you in a few days and became worried. When the landlord walked into your apartment, he saw you lying in bed. You were fully dressed, you even had your shoes on. You died due to an overdose of oxycontin and alcohol. You were thirty-nine years old, the same age mom died of alcoholism.
Our cousin Mike told us at the funeral that he bumped into you, just a week before you died. He had no idea the healing he provided, telling us that you'd recently taken out your guitar again. I believe God knew you needed to play before you died.
P.S. I know we didn't talk much those last years but it was too painful for me. I had to set limits and take care of myself, especially when you'd call me drunk and get verbally abusive. I know now that your in heaven, you understand why I had to sever ties. I loved you David, it was the behavior from the addiction I hated. I dream of you often and like having that time with you. In my dreams, your healthy as a horse and not addicted to alcohol. It's just you and me, the way we used to be before you got so sick.
P.S.S. I love you and miss you brother. Happy 50th birthday.
© 2012 Linda Rogers
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I had no idea. I suspected you and your sis had some trials in your lives as is often the case when carrier choices involve Mental Health. Good has come from these horrible experiences by all of the help that you both give, but I realize that is small solace when you lose two such important people to this insidious disease.
I'm glad you were able to write this and have a small inkling how difficult it was to do. I hope, as Sharon does, that someone reads this and benefits from the pain and suffering your family went through.
You have written a very moving and heart rending hub which I am sure will touch the hearts of all who read it. Mr Happy said "We are all One", in a recent comment on another hub that made me remember it when you said "You were thirty-nine years old, the same age mom died of alcoholism".
Sometimes the connections are so strong that the subconscious forces that propel us to do the things we do are greater than our own conscious desires.
I am sure that your brother is reading your hub through each of us and will be feeling the love you have sent him in this beautiful hub. Thank you.
I am happy that your brother is with You in Spirit. There are things he can say now, being free of the fire-water and any perceived illness. Hence the dreams. He loves You.
In Spirit we are all One.
Much love. Thank You.
Addiction is such a vicious disease. It takes the mind, the heart and the soul prisoners, and not everyone can find the key. The other victims are the loved ones of the addict. It took such courage to write this hub, and I am happy to know that David is with you in spirit. Bless you. :-)
Wow--what a powerful post. Watching a loved one go through addiction is really hard..and we do what we need to do to cope. I'm so sorry you've lost your brother--he was so young!! HUGS to you Linda-- I'm glad you finally wrote him this letter. Cheers, Jenn.
Your writing reflects so much sincerity that I feel overwhelmed with emotions each time I read your hubs.
This is yet another one of your awe inspiring piece, sorry for your loss my friend. Stay put, stay tight.
I feel your pain in your letter. I'm so sorry. Alcoholism is such a dreadful disease. Thank you for sharing your family pictures. I hope by writing this letter you find a more perfect peace..Blessings my friend..
MT, There is such a disconnect for creative people between the world which exists in their hearts and the world of "normal life" in which they are expected to live. They may move in the world of concrete and time machines but they live and have their being in the creativity of their hearts. It is sad to see their creativity shattered by "therapeutic" adjuncts to which they turn to get them through the two realities, the one of their hearts and the one imposed by daily life.
What does this line mean before the Led Zeppelin song: "Thanks bro for telling me what video you wanted."
MT, "Stairway to Heaven" is a lovely choice; I can see why Dave chose it. Much love and healing and forgiveness seem to flow from your family, especially through dreams. I'm reminded of Isaiah 30:15: "In returning and rest you shall be saved."
Thank you for sharing these memories, which are healing for all.
This hub full with "love" and how you care with your brother. I learn many things from this hub and your spirit in share love will never end...amen. Thank you very much. God bless you!
Prasetio
Minnetonka Twin, What a compassionately balanced, honest, revelatory tribute to your brother! The photos are so heart-warmingly indicative of the emotional links which unite siblings who ultimately are companion souls in their understanding of each other. The Led Zeppelin song is a dramatically effective way of remembering your brother.
Thank you for sharing, voted up + all,
Derdriu
This was such a Beautiful and Moving Tribute to your Brother Dave, Minnetonka Twin. I could feel your pain, having lost a Beautiful Niece to her addiction, Drugs. She too was such a Talented Artist. Hopefully they are now safe from harm, and Happy in that place we call Heaven.
Hi, Alcohol addiction is a horrible thing to catch hold of someone, I lost my best friend last year because of it, so I understand your pain because of this, Dave would be so proud to see this lovely piece that you wrote about him, take care nell
Such a beautiful picture of your brother and such a sad story. I lost a brother David whose birthday was on Jan 9. Never a birthday goes by I don't remember and I am sure it is the same with you. May God give you peace when you remember him.
Minnetonka...this was very powerful. I am so very sorry you were robbed of the last years of your brother's life. Sometimes I can see that people's addictions are much stronger than the person is and it is a terrible waste.
I hope that you keep on having and enjoying those beautiful dreams about the good times together:) I know how good those feel when you miss someone who has passed on. It is awesome:) Voted way way up.
I read this when you first published it but was too overcome with emotion to leave a comment at that time. My situation with my own brother was eerily similar to what you've outlined here. He too, succombed to alcoholism and died just before his 45th birthday. That was over 10 years ago and my sister and I still call each other each year on what would have been his birthday.
He was so bright, talented and full of life and fun as a child but there was much pain during his years of alcohol abuse and it was always hard to walk the line between trying to be there for him and staying away from him for our own mental health.
Fortunately a friend of his notified us of his last hospitalization (my brother did not want us notified because he was ashamed because he'd once again failed in his efforts for rehab) and when we learned his condition was terminal we were able to be there at his bedside every day for the last week of his life and we were even able to facilitate a "reunion" with his 18 year old daughter who had been estranged from him for a number of years. Both his daughter, and myself were with him when he peacefully died.
Thanks for sharing this intimate information on Hub Pages.
Voted up across the board except for funny.
It's funny I should come upon this hub at this place in time. Over the last several months I've been dealing with a dear friend who has been struggling with drugs and alcohol most of his adult life. His father died when he was very young. His mother died several years ago, followed by his only sister who drank herself to death. His parents were only children so he has no cousins or aunts and uncles. The loneliness is only making recovery harder. He has placed himself in rehab over and over again, only to fail within weeks. Being familiar with Bipolar Disorder, I took him to the emergency room at the Veteran's Hospital. After all these years of failure, he's been diagnosed as Bipolar with schizophrenic tendencies. (no, I'm not that brilliant. He was just that obvious) He is still struggling with his illness due to a need to find the correct medications and amounts, but eventually it is thought that he will be able to spend more of his life sober and clean, though occasional relapses are known to happen with the disorder. I pray that he will not become another statistic.
Thank you for writing such a moving tribute to your brother.
Such an informative and caring hub. It was so wonderful to read!
As always MT, very deep. Your character shines bright in all your articles I must say. You have such a big heart. The world would be so much better with just one more of you MT. Your a kind soul who deserves nothing but the best. Very thoughtful just as you are. Great work and I wish you all the best friend.
This has left a lump in my throat. So sorry for all of the pain that you felt when your brother was alive and suffering from alcoholism. It is so nice that you are seeing Dave in your dreams. I am seeing my family that way also and it brings comfort to me.
Forgot to mention...you have some nice pictures and just continue to relish the memories of the happy times, as I know that you do.
Isn't it wonderful that we have our dreams! I would like to think that they are communicating with us in that way until we too cross over into the next life where we can be together again.
My Dear New Friend,What a sad way to meet. I'm so sorry about your brother. My son would also be 50 this year. He was shot to death at the age of 27. I share those times with you. We never stop missing them, but God does comfort the greaver in time.
My youngest girls are also twins and have that special bond that you and 2win2 have shared your whole lives. One of my twins is now the mother of 2wins.
I look forward to reading more of your hubs. Vote up+. Kay
I would love to share this with my clients. I am a Substance Abuse Counselor/Pastoral Counselor. I am trained to work with people who abuse drugs and alcohol. Drugs don't care who you are or how much money you have. God Bless you always... I have missed you!
You were able to write this about your brother, you were able to tell him you loved him. Your amazing courage in doing so, releases a small bit of the pain to the universe.
I loved this truly beautiful hub. it is so precious for us to keep the memories of our loved ones alive and you are certainly doing so.
Take care my friend and thank you for sharing this gem.
Eddy.
Beautiful, completely beautiful. Memories should always be treasured.
Minnetonka Twin, Hearfelt & beautiful! This will help many! You have painfully and wonderfully expressed the anguish of losing a sibling! Abuse of Drugs & Alcohol continues to take many casualties... Your love for your brother is touching and the lingering grief evident! Setting healthy boundaries was a further display of your love. Continue to cherish the good memories! You now carry him in your heart! Thank You for sharing, In HIS Love, Grace, Mercy, Peace & Blessings to You!
I am so sorry you had to go through that dreadful time with David. At least he found peace in the end.
I lost my brother David, 18 months ago. Live seems empty without him , Joyce.
My Dearest Linda, WOW, This will not be a lyrical response because as I was reading this hub I was struck by the similarities of our lives. I had a Brother named David who died in a drowning accident. My wife is a cancer survivor. We both love poetry. I wrote a hub to my brother. We have so much in common. Wow, is all I want to say.
If you want to give me your thoughts it would be great, in fact I would welcome them for I am just amazed at how we have come to each other. I do believe in fate, that things and people are meant to happen and that the timing of all things, are connected to actions and reactions. Well enough of that.
love you always.
Michael
My Dearest linda, My wife is doing great. the doctors are amazed that she came back so soon. she quit drinking soda, only drinks water and eats only fruits and veggies.
i come from a background of only tough situations. If I told you everything I would have to kidnap you and kill you.!!LOL
I am so glad that you are sooo doing good now. Thank the lord for now you will always be in my prayers.
Love you always
Michael
My dearest Linda, I'm not that sure of the technical name because she doesn't like to talk about it to me. it was breast cancer but her sister said the doctor told her it was the weakest kind that there was, and it was curable . so thank god for that. I was just joking (my sick sense of humor) about killing you. I was taught by my mother to NEVER hit a woman. I am a lover not a fighter , but only with women.I love the female species. I guess thats why I write my poems to all women in general. Ha, Ha, but don't tell nobody.
Love you Always
Michael.
Oh so sad.. I am so sorry for you.. I hate alcohol addition.. it destroys lives.. what a great letter you wrote to your brother.
Bless you
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Sharyn's Slant Level 7 Commenter 3 months ago
Hi Linda,
Addiction sucks and I understand what it is like to fear that dreaded phone call. Thank you so much for sharing your personal journey. I hope in some way, pieces like this trigger others to get the help that they need and deserve.
Sharyn