Sunday was the 25th birthday of my brother Seth William Kolosik. Yes he’s the older and I’m the younger brother looking up to my older brother in this photo. Seth’s life was from April 10, 1986 to June 9, 2000. And that little to in the middle sure was a lot for only being 14 years long. I miss my brother a lot this week, and really I miss him a lot every week. Life is not easy. Life is messy. I’m so thankful for the many memories I have of Seth. I am so thankful that I’m able to remember them. I was only 11 when he was taken from this place, and I really don’t know how it’s possible for me to remember as much as I do, but I do. I love my brother. I love the memories. I love the fun stories.
One thing I’ve learned from his death is the power of community. I never would have become who I am if it had not been for the loving community of support my family had. All the time I think of people that helped me so much through the tough time after, and all the time I am grateful to have had the support we did. I didn’t understand it then, and I will never be able to tell everyone how thankful I am, but I love you all.
Please remember the fun memories with my brother. And create great memories with your families and communities you live with now. You never know when you’ll need them or they’ll be gone.