From April until now: The sister of a friend of mine from East Texas committed suicide. The father of a friend of mine in East Texas died. My Aunt Mary Lou passed away. My Aunt Judy died during routine back surgery. My best friend from East Texas killed himself.
The dressing on all of that death salad is that my brother Matt had a stroke about a month ago. His cognitive ability is diminished, as well as his speech. He can't work anymore. It's impossible for us to have a normal conversation now. Nobody knows yet how much he will recover... he may never recover. He'll probably get disability.
I'll never have another argument with my brother again. Ever.
What can I say? It all makes me very sad.