The random triggers

Moments that trigger the grief and panic, and how unpredictable they can be. We drove into Delphos from the south so we went past k&m Tire. Where my dad's brother works. And our neighbor is one of his best friends and called him repeatedly on our way to the hospital while he drove us, and eventually had to call the company itself to get a message to my uncle that there was an emergency and that he needed to come to the hospital. Brad met us there a little after we arrived and I'll never forget the look on his face. They weren't super close, but they were brothers. The only two boys in the family. And in an instant you have no brother anymore. Just like I have no sister anymore.

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