What a sad, sad time I’ve gone through recently. Though only two weeks have gone by, it all seems so long ago when I received a call from my sister Heather to say that my brother had passed away.
In reality we will never quite know whether it was an accident or whether Sam decided that he’d had enough mental and physical pain. Whatever happened, he is gone and no doubt there will be many times when the larger than life character will come into our minds and our hearts whilst we are carrying out our daily activities and when we get together as ritually happens in our family for parties and Christmas.
The crematorium was heaving with people who at some point in his life Sam had touched the hearts and minds of, which is so sad when he could not see how much he was loved and respected. My memories of Sam are both good and bad as sibling memories often can be, but my goodness have my eyes been opened to the positive effect he had on others.
I have inherited a number of things from my brother all of which now have a special place in my home. An Imperial typewriter which I was unaware that he was having repaired for me (I broke down when I was made aware of this), Sam’s fabulous letterpress with drawers of fonts crying out to me and my love of typography, but most special of all my inherited things is Priestly, Sam’s beautiful cat who I could not bare to see go into a cats home. When I look into Priestly’s eyes, I imagine I can see Sam and as he reaches his paw gently up to caress my face in a very human way I feel that Sam is still here in spirit telling me that all is ok and that he has found his peace.
Thank you Sam for your wonderful gifts which I shall always treasure and through the eyes of Priestly you will always be in my heart. x
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