the time it takes to conceive, nurture and give birth to a child. i could easily elaborate on what else could happen in nine months but i won't. there are reasons that i tend to pull away. that i become more silent. yet on top of all of them, i still cannot believe that my brother has been gone for NINE months. and because i can't believe that he took his own life, i still have yet to mourn the loss. someone told me once: it doesn't get easy, it gets different.
as i continue to encourage all to take the time to slow down and listen, call a sibling today, call a loved, wrap someone up in an embrace of friendship, love or comfort. just do it.
that is all.
