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Memories of Brian

 

Brian was the son of my Godmother. Although we weren't related by blood, we considered each other cousins. He was three years younger than myself and was one of the most wonderful people I have met in this lifetime. I was 21 years old in the late 1980s and I was visiting my younger sister who was attending Salem State College at the time. This was the weekend before Thanksgiving.

During that visit, my Mom called us to let us know that Brian had been killed the night before in a horrible car accident in Virginia. He was only 18. I walked around in a state of shock and was inconsolable for a long time to come. He was the first person I knew even close to my age that had passed away and I took it extremely hard.

During the short Thanksgiving week I would leave work on my lunch break and go over to a nearby church to pray or just think. On one of those occasions I asked Brian to ask God for a little snow for Christmas that year. We always anticipated the first snow fall and this was a very dry year for us so far. I forgot about this request and went on trying to get back to normal while still mourning his loss.

A few weeks before Christmas I was driving home from a babysitting job when I got to thinking about Brian. I cried all the way home. I drove to the top of the driveway where our house sat on a hill and cried some more. Something on the windshield suddenly had caught my eye. Flakes of snow were falling on my windshield and melting. I stopped crying and watched them come down and slowly melt into beads of water. I remembered my request at the church but did not think the two were related. That is until I stepped out of the car.

I stared up at the sky expecting to look up and see more snow falling and what I saw shocked me. It was a beautiful cloudless night with a million stars shining in the sky. The bare trees moved in the breeze. I stood there with my mouth open. Where did the snow come from? What had I just seen? My Mom drove up the driveway just then and asked me what I was doing. I told her what had happened and she just nodded her head. I don't know if she believed me or not but I didn't push it. We entered the house and she asked me if I was alright. I started to cry again.

From upstairs I could hear my Dad yelling for either myself or my Mom to come upstairs quick. I ran up to my parent's bedroom only to find my Dad kneeling in front of the large picture window as if in prayer. "Come here, you have to see this," he said, waving me towards him. I had no idea what he was looking at and I suddenly felt frightened.

I knelt down next to him and he pointed out the window to the sky. "Keep watching the sky," he said. I did and seconds later a glowing green chunk dropped from the sky and burnt out as it neared the earth. We were witnessing a meteor shower. This was followed by several shooting stars. I don't know if this is related to the snow on the windshield or not but I had this overwhelming feeling that God, a greater power, or something understood my grief and I was not alone. I wanted to run to my room and throw the covers over my head. It was such a very powerful feeling.

The following summer my family had planned to rent a beach house for a week on the Maine coast. This was a yearly vacation and Brian had been present for this vacation most years. I remember him arriving at our house with either his surf board or boogie board in tow. He was what you would think of when you pictured a typical surfer boy; tan skin, sun-bleached hair, and Ocean Pacific clothing.

I was dreading this vacation because of the hole his death had left in my life. At the time I had just taken a new job working as a sales person and was constantly traveling. I was in an area that had a shop where you could get your tarot cards read. I felt this pull to go in. The reader started to tell me different things about my life and about the future when she suddenly stopped. She looked at me and asked if I had recently lost a brother or a cousin in a car accident. I asked her how she knew that. She said he kept coming up in the cards. I burst into tears. I was really embarrassed to be crying in front of this woman but I couldn't help it. She said that he didn't want me to be sad anymore and that I needed to stop crying because he was okay. I spent the rest of the day in shock.

A few weeks later I dreamt of Brian. He asked me why I was crying. I said it was because I would never see him again. He looked at me as if to say, "you know better than that..." Then he had to go.

On the morning of my wedding in April of 2006, I felt him near me. I took this as a sign that he was happy for me and approved of who I was marrying. My Godmother flew out to be at my wedding and when I told her that I felt her son near, she said she felt him as well.

A few weeks ago I was searching through the garage for pictures to include in my story "The Spirits of Goodale Cemetery," when I came across a picture that was taken many years ago while on vacation on the coast of Maine. My sisters, Brian, and I would always meet other kids our age also vacationing with their families. It was the last day of our vacation and we had decided to take a picture of us all before we left. Someone thought it would be a neat idea to build a human pyramid.

Brian, being the lightest of all us, had the job of being at the top. There in the picture of that wind swept beach, with smiles on our tanned faces, was Brian; his sun-bleached hair toussled in the breeze, and one hand raised up towards heaven. This is how I will forever remember him. Rest in peace my friend.

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courtneyOMGG (12 stories) (179 posts)
 
9 years ago (2009-01-02)
This story is absolutely beautiful.
Sad, but beautiful.
It seems as though you two were so very close, I am terribly sorry for your loss.
I am sure it was comforting to be able to feel him around, especially at your wedding.
Take care ❤ ❤
Jennifer40 (18 stories) (198 posts)
 
10 years ago (2008-04-01)
Killingkillgore, thanks so much for that wonderful compliment! I'm glad you enjoyed it. Brian was a wonderful friend so I wanted to share his memory with everyone here.

Thanks again.

Jennifer ❤
killingkilgore (3 stories) (35 posts)
 
10 years ago (2008-04-01)
You're an amazing writer. This is definitely going into my favorites. I'm terribly sorry for your loss, that memory you have of him though is so beautiful. I'm sure it's just how he would want to be remembered. Thanks for the wonderful story. 😊
Chrono (2 stories) (41 posts)
 
10 years ago (2008-03-28)
Jennifer, that was such an amazing story, and I am so sorry for your lose. I'm glad Brian is still with you, and that he let you know he's alright.
I'm happy you wrote this because it makes me even think that there is a higher power out there.
Thank you so much.
Take care Jennifer,
Chrono 😳
poltergeist45 (1 stories) (46 posts)
 
10 years ago (2008-03-27)
😭 I'm sorry but your story really did make me cry, your story really made me feel so much better reminding me that we will always have loved ones protecting us. Reminds me of my cousin, whom I love sooo much but haven't seen for many years.

god bless you and brian ❤ ❤
philippinegirl (13 posts)
 
10 years ago (2008-03-27)
im sorry about the loss of your "cousin" you have to move on... You know that he's alright and happy... Good luck to you: ) 😊
KimSouthO (27 stories) (1960 posts)
 
10 years ago (2008-03-27)
What a beautiful and heart felt story! I am certain your interludes with Brian after his passing were definitley his way of letting you know that a love so dear and a bond so close can not be severed by death or the passage of time.

Thank you for sharing your story with us!
God Bless!
Vannarra (2 stories) (26 posts)
 
10 years ago (2008-03-27)
I'm sorry guys, I'm crying. I can't help it. I'm very moved. This is the type of story that would make a good movie to me.
❤ -Vannarra
Jennifer40 (18 stories) (198 posts)
 
10 years ago (2008-03-27)
Hi Tammy and Chris,
Thanks for your responses. I did feel Brian at other times. I bought my first house at 22 and was extremely anxious about it. I woke up one morning thinking that he had been speaking to me and letting me know that it was a good idea. I was also dealing with a realtor that can only be described as a jerk, and Brian also told me in my dream that things would work out.

Tammy, your response brought tears to my eyes. 😳 I still feel Brian around at times but it is usually when there is something big going on in my life (wedding, etc. ) Because of him, I no longer fear death so much as how I die.

Jennifer ❤
ChrisB (6 stories) (1515 posts)
 
10 years ago (2008-03-27)
I feel so sorry for your loss Jennifer. My deepest sympathy. But he did tell that there is a life on the otherside. And he is feeling great. A lot better then he was on this earth. But he has the ability to be with you. He was on your wedding and I bet you felt him at other times. He will always be with you. Lets just say he will drop in once in a while 😉. Its hard to loose someone close but we must remeber that there is something more then life. Something we don't understand until our death. I hope to hear from you soon and take care 😁
rhodes68 (14 stories) (1596 posts)
 
10 years ago (2008-03-27)
Beautiful, bitter-sweet story Jennifer!
What an awful loss at such young age!

I think Brian has visited you on the occasions you mentioned and probably at other times as well. He's made himself known in ways that will not scare you but instead comfort you. He certainly has his way of saying " I'm here. I can see you, I can hear you, physical death is not the end but just a passing into a more perfect realm".

Take comfort in that and be sure that we never really part with our beloved ones. They're just waiting to guide us to this brighter world when time comes.

Thank you so much for sharing your memory of Brian.

Tammy 😊 ❤

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